I've been photographing shooting stars Or maybe there's an angel caught off guard Slow motion notes are captured with my eyes... I'm giving up on hope you sold (yeah sold) These fairy tales are so well told (yeah told) One bullet in your head Just one shot and you're dead Familiar faces caught off guard As others run so far and hide They're screaming "We don't care at all" I'm giving up on hope you sold (yeah sold) These fairy tales are so well told (yeah told) DEATH OR GLORY! I'm giving up on hope you sold (yeah sold) These fairy tales are so well told (yeah told)