Coldplay All Your Friends
On and on
You're told which side you're on
You're forced, you're thrown
To become side as to cut the corn
Aah
And all your friends they
Ride into the sunset
Fly into the sunset
And away they blow
And all your friends they
Ride into the sunset
Fly into the sunset
And away they're thrown
Into the fire
Ten below
The call come on the radio
Ahh
Over you go
And the red now all the rivers flow
The poppies grow
All your friends they
Ride into the sunset
Fly into the sunset
And away they're blown
All your friends they
Ride into the sunset
Arrive into the sunset
And they're taken home
Open Fire
Open Fire
Open Fire
Open Fire
Open Fire
And fire
Just arrived, the fire
