how many times do you think this wheel is turning the same way how many times do you think this wheel is burning the same way oh no no no gunpowder on our fingers blood on our hands and we turn it into a weekend hey hey yeah now wash away the feeling you can no longer stand but it keeps on coming back again hey we re living in twilight gunpowder on our fingers blood on our hands we can t look into the mirror when our heads are in the sand there s smoke coming through the window and under our door are we running to running to running to what we ignore now rip another page out of your history turn your brother into your enemy mm hmm oh and now associate all of your misery with a root that s based in fallacy believing it blindly  gunpowder on our fingers blood on our hands we can t look into the mirror when our heads are in the sand there s smoke coming through the window and under our door are we running to running to running to what we ignore are we running to running to running to what we ignore are we running to running to running to gunpowder on our fingers blood on our hands we can t look into the mirror when our heads are in the sand there s smoke coming through the window and under our door are we running to running to running to what we ignore 