A heart of stone, a smoking gun I can give you life, I can take it away A heart of stone, a smoking gun I'm working it out, I'm working Feel so underrated
I rely on (Bitter cold) I depend on (Arctic snow) A pair of trainers (I've got mine) Could make a god of the two of us (I want yours) I exist on (Apropos
Feeding the five thousand was not done with prayers alone It takes blood and guts and it takes devotion So tired of standing up and so tired of drawing
Attention, unbelievers Fashion victims, opportunists Blood sport, cop killer Don't trust art, don't trust culture Cancel your thoughts out forever Milk
Hey North to south Empty Running on Bravado North to south Empty Running on Bravado He's born a liar, he'll die a liar He's born a liar, he'll die
Hey, hey, hey, hey Hey, hey, hey, hey Hey, hey, hey, hey Hey, hey, hey, hey She's hearing voices, call her She's hearing voices, warn her She just can
When you said tulips I knew that you're mine When I caught you there Crying in the night Wearing my jacket Wearing that smile I knew that I'd found you
All my thoughts are all lies, all my thoughts are all lies All my bones are so tired, all my bones are so tired So young and so handsome, so easily led
always right A new fight for a last rite A new fight for a last rite You can fight a new fight You can fight it's alright You're the life of the party
Been thinking little thoughts Keep on walking trying to stand up Pay attention to the details We go slowly, slowly down Been thinking little thoughts
: When you said tulips I knew that you're mine When I caught you there Crying in the night Wearing my jacket Wearing that smile I knew that I'd found
: North to south Empty Running on Bravado As if to say, as if to say As if to say, he doesn't like chocolate He's born a liar, he'll die a liar Some
: A heart of stone, a smoking gun I can give you life, I can take it away A heart of stone, a smoking gun I'm working it out Why'd you feel so underrated
: Attention Unbelievers Fashion victims Opportunists Blood sport Cop killer Don't trust art Don't trust culture Cancel your thoughts out forever
: She's hearing voices call her She's hearing voices warn her She just can't sleep in her bed She just can't sleep She's falling down the stairs
: I rely on (bitter cold) I depend on (artic snow) A pair of trainers (I've got mine) Could make a God of the two of us (I want yours) I exist on
: All my thoughts are of ice All my thoughts are of ice All my bones are so tired All my bones are so tired So young and so handsome So easily led They
