Kobe Coldblood
Sinner with a heart of gold
Bit it when he lost control
Of his game
Sold his soul
Sold it many years ago
But you can thank the lord
That he did know no pain
Said it was a clean shot
Bullet to the open wound
Lay down in a body bag
Whisked into another room
Go and find your suitcase
Pack it, we'll be leaving soon
Better get your boots laced up
Who knows when our atoms will come loose?
Caught because of a killer with the same last name
Gone before the dark of night could disappate
Know that it's a long shot
We never held it very close
Keep it all at a distance
Never really let it go
Carry in your pocket
Pictures of an empty room
Just to keep the flame lit up
Who knows when our atoms might come loose?
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