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SOUNDTRACK: Bullet by Riot Child
Soundtrack to Hitman Vs Hitman by L.A. Witt & Cari Z
A song about bullets for our hitmen on the run, with lines that go “I, I never ask why the wicked live and the good ones die / Time, time ran out of time, we all kill to survive“. I found a couple of pop songs with more accurate lyrics but their softer melodies don’t fit the mood of this high-octane book. Riot Child’s rockin’ tune captured the book’s energy better.
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It’s a fine line between courage and fear
You can’t see the ghosts, but you know that they’re here
Blame it on the sinners, blame it on saints
Blame it on the pills, you‘re pouring down the drain
Blame it on the truth, lights you tracked away
Blame it on the pressure, but all we want is pain
Didn’t see you coming, didn’t see the signs
Didn’t see tomorrow stare right in my eyesI, I never ask why the wicked live and the good ones die
Time, time ran out of time, we all kill to survive
I would take a bullet for you, my heart is made of stone
I would take a bullet for you
Bullet, bullet, bullet, bullet, bullet
I would take a bullet for you
Bullet, bullet, bullet, bullet
My heart is made of stone
Bullet, bullet, bullet, bullet, bullet
I would take a bullet for you
Bullet, bullet, bullet, bullet, bulletBlame the politicians, the corporations too
Blame it on the immigrants, cuz they dont look like you
Blame it on the money, blame it on the fame
Blame it on the love and fools that play that game
Blame it on your mother, cuz daddy walked away
You can keep on running, but you can’t them make ‘em stay
Blame it on the drummer, said one, two, three
Marching down the hallway, coming after meI, I never ask why the wicked live and the good ones die
Time, time ran out of time, we all kill to survive
I would take a bullet for you, my heart is made of stone
I would take a bullet for you
Bullet, bullet, bullet, bullet, bullet
I would take a bullet for you
Bullet, bullet, bullet, bullet, bullet
My heart is made of stone
Bullet, bullet, bullet, bullet, bullet
I would take a bullet for you
Bullet, bullet, bullet, bullet, bullet, bullet
My heart is made of stoneI, I never ask why the wicked live and the good ones die
Time, time we’re out of time, we all kill to survive