Royal Blood Out of the Black
How did it feel when it came alive and took you
Out of the black
It broke your skin and shift through
Every part of me, every part of you
You made a fool out of me
And took the skin off my back running
So don't breathe when I talk
'Cause your hand, it's broke in two
I got a gun for my mouth and a bullet with your name on it
But a trigger full of heartbeat pulling from an empty pocket
I never knew why
And you didn't care when
You closed every day
I washed away your sin
And I promised you like
You promised me
That those vows we made
We boxed them in for free
You made a fool out of me
And took the skin off my back running
So don't breathe when I talk
'Cause your hand, it's broke in two
I got a gun for my mouth and a bullet with your name on it
But a trigger full of heartbeat pulling from an empty pocket
You made a fool out of me
And took the skin off my back running
So don't breathe when I talk
'Cause your hand, it's broke in two
I got a gun for my mouth and a bullet with your name on it
But a trigger full of heartbeat pulling from an empty pocket
And it's hard, this world
Never lets you go, deals a
How did it feel when it came alive and took you
Out of the black
It broke your skin and shift through
Every part of me, every part of you
You made a fool out of me
And took the skin off my back running
So don't breathe when I talk
'Cause your hand, it's broke in two
I got a gun for my mouth and a bullet with your name on it
But a trigger full of heartbeat pulling from an empty pocket
I never knew why
And you didn't care when
You closed every day
I washed away your sin
And I promised you like
You promised me
That those vows we made
We boxed them in for free
You made a fool out of me
And took the skin off my back running
So don't breathe when I talk
'Cause your hand, it's broke in two
I got a gun for my mouth and a bullet with your name on it
But a trigger full of heartbeat pulling from an empty pocket
You made a fool out of me
And took the skin off my back running
So don't breathe when I talk
'Cause your hand, it's broke in two
I got a gun for my mouth and a bullet with your name on it
But a trigger full of heartbeat pulling from an empty pocket
And it's hard, this world
Never lets you go, deals a
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