Back from the dead, back in L.B. Here we go, comin' at ya from the R.O.M.E.O.Hey, Hey, Hey...Go to the...One, two three, let's go!It's true, I have a dreamAnd it comes at nightThe smell of a ring is on my fingersSmell of a bulletThe smell of a ring is on my fingersSmell of a bulletHey, Hey, Hey...Go to the...One, two three, let's go!It's true, I have a dreamAnd it comes at nightThe smell of a ring is on my fingersSmell of a bulletThe smell of a ring is on my fingersSmell of a bulletThe smell of a ring is on my fingersSmell of a bulletThe smell of a ring is on my fingersSmell of a bulletThe smell of a ring is on my fingersSmell of a bulletThe smell of a ring is on my fingersSmell of a bulletI don't want to sleepI don't want to wake upLet's try to get rid of itThe smell of a bulletLet's try to get rid of itThe smell of a bulletBack from the dead, back in L.B.Here we go, coming at you from the R.O.M.E.O.Back from the dead, back in L.B.Here we go, coming at you from the R.O.M.E.O.Back to the, back to the...1, 2, 3 let's goI'm tired, I'm tired of sleepingI don't want to wake upI'm tired of trying to forget youI'm tired of waiting for youI'm tired of trying to forget youI'm tired of waiting for youTell me the truth, pleaseWhy did you all leave me?I regret that you could comeIf you came, then you're all setI'm tired of waiting for youNow, I don't get to do anythingTell me the truth, pleaseWhy did you all leave me?I regret that you could comeIf you came, then you're all setI'm tired of waiting for youNow, I don't get to do anythingI'm tired of waiting for youNow, I don't get to do anythingI'm tired of waiting for youNow, I don't get to do anything