they came to my sleepy town
not caring what they found
they slit the people's throats in their beds

you will get through this
and you will get through this

the ghosts that trickle in
to spirits took their gin
the men who slit their throats had all been silent

you will get through this
and you will get through this

you still live
you'll get through this
they'll take their shots but they will miss
you'll get through this
you'll get through this
you will

when you get here
when you get to this
you'll take your shots and pray you'll miss
and you will get through this
you will get through this

silence in the town
blood that's spilling out
what is in your cup will make you silly

you will get through this
and you will get through this

you still live
you'll get through this
they will take their shots
but they will miss
and you
will get through this
and you
will get through this

when you get here
when you get to this
you'll take your shots
and they'll pray you'll miss

you will get through this
and you will get through this

and this story was made up
by a mind that's staying up
it's hard to think like this and still sleep
in your bed

you will get through this
and you will get through this

you still live
you'll get through this
they'll take their shots but they will miss
you will get through this
you will get through this
you will

when you get here
when you get to this
you'll take your shots and pray you'll miss
and you will get through this
you will get through this