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Come touch me like I’m an ordinary man, have a look in my eyes,
Underneath my skin there is violence, got a gun in its hand,
Ready to make sense of anyone anything.
Black holes living in the side of your face,
Razor wire spinning around your blistering sky, blistering sky,
Bullets are the beauty of the blistering sky,
Bullets are the beauty and I don’t know why,
Bullets are the beauty of the blistering sky,
Bullets are the beauty and I don’t know why.
Personal responsibility,
Personal response insanity.
Confine me let me be the lesser of a beautiful man,
Without the blood on his hands,
Come and make me a martyr come and break my feeling,
With your violence with the gun to my head,
Ready to take out anyone anywhere.
Black holes living in the side of your face,
Razor wire spinning around your heart,
Blistering sky blistering sky,
Bullets are the beauty of the blistering sky,
Bullets are the beauty and I don’t know why,
Bullets are the beauty of the blistering sky,
Bullets are the beauty and I don’t know why.
Personal responsibility,
Personal response insanity.
Underneath my skin there is violence, got a gun in its hand,
Ready to make sense of anyone anything.
Black holes living in the side of your face,
Razor wire spinning around your blistering sky, blistering sky,
Bullets are the beauty of the blistering sky,
Bullets are the beauty and I don’t know why,
Bullets are the beauty of the blistering sky,
Bullets are the beauty and I don’t know why.
Personal responsibility,
Personal response insanity.
Confine me let me be the lesser of a beautiful man,
Without the blood on his hands,
Come and make me a martyr come and break my feeling,
With your violence with the gun to my head,
Ready to take out anyone anywhere.
Black holes living in the side of your face,
Razor wire spinning around your heart,
Blistering sky blistering sky,
Bullets are the beauty of the blistering sky,
Bullets are the beauty and I don’t know why,
Bullets are the beauty of the blistering sky,
Bullets are the beauty and I don’t know why.
Personal responsibility,
Personal response insanity.
Lyrics submitted by ecorchee1
Track duration: 09:00
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Archive from depressive to desperate ?
Still nice songs !