I figured out something from a story I read dead
That I phoned and assumed I was gone
A little bit further
Than any time before
You know I'm never quite sure when it's on
Is it just natural causes?
Or it's a fiery crash
Sixty miles an hour
Poison in a bottle
And I'm never quite sure who to ask
Was it just natural causes?
Or just a fiery crash?
Another French parlour
Rifle from a balcony
I never thought who here to ask
Well, is it just natural causes?
And yet, who do I ask?
A punishment burning
Carried by the sun
And now another damned flash attack
I seen him from above
His radio was on
And then I never should've seen him collapse
Well, they got all the witnesses
Well, they're in front the myths
Well, they got
Out there on the wire
Lost in the crossfire
Well, they're gunning now
Who do I ask
Well, is it just natural causes?
Or it's a fiery crash
Ya did it
