Finding Peace in Gunshots - Bedsheets Become Bodybags | Текст песни

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• Finding Peace in Gunshots
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Bloodstained skin combs over your body
Red hair touches your waist
Arms are dotted with cells moving at a comfortable pace
I looked to your heart and not your face, the opposite was you
And winter nights were so cold but always warmer with you

Lemon never felt so good
Reserve just for you
Swallow down your empty pain
The darkness, the lights on your skin, the fluids in your brain shift

The speakers run silent in this deadly room
Music fills the air and its back to you
The picture you drew for this
We put cheap glue on all of the rips, but it was in bits

What you love
You can never have
And what you hate
Will have you firmly grasped
For you loved
What you hate
A clear water stream
Drank so straight

What you had
You can never get back
What you need
Is all in that
White cloth
You wave your flag
Bullets fly
Even after that