Texty: Coldplay. God Put A Smile Upon Your Face. Murder.

Murder, they're coming to get us
Coming to get us and the way we hide
Murder, see it all around ya
See it all around us, and the way we hide

Murder, they're coming to get us
They're coming to get us and the way we hide
Way we hide

Tie me to a tree
Tie my hands above my head
Sing a song to me
Sing a song like what you said

'Cause they're gonna murder me
They're gonna track me down
And even before I sleep
I crumble down

Come spit at us
Come and throw your weight around
Come and fight with us
Try and knock us to the ground

Oh, they're gonna murder me
And they're gonna take me down
And even before I sleep
I scream murder

Oh, now what could it possibly gain?
Oh, what could it possibly gain?
Oh, now what could it possibly gain?
Oh yeah, what could it possibly gain?

Murder, they're coming to get us
Coming to get us and the way we hide
Murder, see it all around ya
See it all around us, and the way we hide

Murder, they're coming to get us
Coming to get us and the way we hide
Murder, see it all around ya
See it all around ya and the way we hide