The Killing Type Amanda Palmer

I wouldn't kill to win a war
I don't get what they do it for
It's all so terribly vague
I see the pictures from a thousand years of battle
And I think
It's such a bore

I walk New Orleans with a knife
Like Mackie, hidden out of sight
But I'd be useless if they jumped
I'm really not the killing type
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

I'm not the killing type
I'm not the killing type
I'm not, I'm not
I'm not the killing type, I'm not

I've got a picture of your mom
Before the war when she was young
She's got an etching to her right
I think it's funny that she's looking to the left
And it's a sign

I wouldn't kill to get you back
And I've officially been asked
I couldn't kill to save a life
I'd rather die a peaceful piece of shit-bait
Shame-filled coward
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