All Your Friends

On and on You’re told which side you’re on I forced your throne
To become science to cut the con
All your friends think
Ride into the sunset
Fly into the sunset
And away we blow
All your friends think
Ride into the sunset
Fly into the sunset
And away we’re thrown
Into the fire
Ten below
Then call, come on the radio
I felt you go And red now, all the rivers flow
Poppies grow
All your friends think
Ride into the sunset
Fly into the sunset
And away we blow
All your friends think
Ride into the sunset
Ride into the sunset
And we’re taken home
Open fire
Open fire
Open fire
Open fire
Open fire
Just ride and fire