Lalala is about, not necessarily a crazy person, but a war within someone's mind. Kinda like PTSD, but not anything specific, more of hearing voices kind of, but not the creepy ones. More of memories that you don't want to re-live.
;-;
Raise your stones
Ready to rage war
Walk on the broken bones
Brace for the enemy
Bandage your wounds
You have to stay strong
You have to stay stroong
Oh Plug your ears
La la la
You can't hear the lead
Oh plug your ears
La la la
I can hear the dead
Oh no
Now imagine the exchanging of bullets
How do we face tomorrow when it's freezing cold
Technically you can hide your shame
But not when it's all over the radio
The radio-o-o
Oh Plug your ears
La la la
You can't hear the whispers
Oh plug your ears
La la la
I can make out dark figures
Oh no
Again I have to say there is nothing wrong with fighting a battle that has already been won.
Now you're out of place and loving all the people around you but one
Ruining your chances of survival with the loaded muskets
With the loaded muskeettts
Oh Plug your ears
La la la
You can't hear dropping blood
Oh plug your ears
La la la
I would listen if I could
Oh no
Oh Plug your ears
La la la
I don't hear the lead
Oh plug your ears
La la la
I can hear the dead
Oh no
Oh Plug your ears
La la la
I don't hear the lead
Oh plug your ears
La la la
I can hear the dead
Oh no
Bandage your wounds
You have to stay strong
You have to stay stroong
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