Testo The Bullet - Cherryholt
Testo della canzone The Bullet (Cherryholt), tratta dall'album The Bullet
Getting tattooed in your room
That rusty pin head always punctured through
Silent tensions a sad duet
We bottle the feelings then just readdress
You give me hope
I feel it sometimes
Try and choke the bullet in a pinch
I'm falling in line
My sorrow at fever pitch
I wanna mold it, want to kick it
Ask an angel if I'm sinning
Cause I quite like spending time with you
I feel it sometimes
My lonely spirit split in two
In two
Want to feel something but I can't
Self-medicating with a spiky steel implant
To pale the darkening shades of blue
Absence is the cure since I lost you
You gave me hope
I feel it sometimes
Try and choke the bullet in a pinch
I'm falling in line
My sorrow at fever pitch
I wanna mold it, want to kick it
Ask an angel if I'm sinning
Cause I quite like spending time with you
I feel it sometimes
My lonely spirit split in two
You make me feel something real
Keep me floating stable and sound
Heavies a wound that does not heal
So I'm in pain whenever you around
I feel it sometimes
Try and choke the bullet in a pinch
I'm falling in line
My sorrow at fever pitch
I wanna mold it, want to kick it
Ask an angel if I'm sinning
Cause I quite like spending time with you
I feel it sometimes
My lonely spirit split in two
In two
Credits
Writer(s): Richard Turvey, Benjamin Walsh, Dylan Austwick, Daniel Goldspink, Harvey Walsh, Reuben Baskerville
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