Song | If Wishes Were Bullets |
Artist | Die So Fluid |
Album | The World Is Too Big For One Lifetime |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
Got a new taste in my mouth. | |
This time I don’t wanna spit it out. | |
I don’t know how it happened. | |
I was losing the battle. | |
I became resigned to a state of mind. | |
Came from nowhere | |
I don’t know how | |
So don’t struggle | |
You got me now | |
I don’t know where you came from | |
But I know it don’t feel wrong | |
All that I can do is give myself to you. | |
Can I trust it? | |
Is it real? | |
Will it leave me in mourning? | |
All of this new blood I feel, | |
Is it a slow killing poison? | |
Woah, woah, oh | |
If wishes were bullets we’d all be dead. | |
Prayers come soaring way overhead. | |
Confronted with substance, I double take. | |
If this is an error it’s mine to make. | |
Straight in the vein so I look away. | |
Pain never comes and there’s no restraint. | |
Intoxicated but I don’t faint. | |
I count up my fingers and all the saints. | |
Can I touch it? | |
Is it real? | |
Didn’t come with a warning. | |
All of this new blood I feel, | |
Is it a slow killing poison? | |
Can I trust it? | |
Is it real? | |
Will it leave me in mourning? | |
All of this new blood I feel, | |
Is it a slow killing poison? | |
Woah, woah |
Got a new taste in my mouth. | |
This time I don' t wanna spit it out. | |
I don' t know how it happened. | |
I was losing the battle. | |
I became resigned to a state of mind. | |
Came from nowhere | |
I don' t know how | |
So don' t struggle | |
You got me now | |
I don' t know where you came from | |
But I know it don' t feel wrong | |
All that I can do is give myself to you. | |
Can I trust it? | |
Is it real? | |
Will it leave me in mourning? | |
All of this new blood I feel, | |
Is it a slow killing poison? | |
Woah, woah, oh | |
If wishes were bullets we' d all be dead. | |
Prayers come soaring way overhead. | |
Confronted with substance, I double take. | |
If this is an error it' s mine to make. | |
Straight in the vein so I look away. | |
Pain never comes and there' s no restraint. | |
Intoxicated but I don' t faint. | |
I count up my fingers and all the saints. | |
Can I touch it? | |
Is it real? | |
Didn' t come with a warning. | |
All of this new blood I feel, | |
Is it a slow killing poison? | |
Can I trust it? | |
Is it real? | |
Will it leave me in mourning? | |
All of this new blood I feel, | |
Is it a slow killing poison? | |
Woah, woah |
Got a new taste in my mouth. | |
This time I don' t wanna spit it out. | |
I don' t know how it happened. | |
I was losing the battle. | |
I became resigned to a state of mind. | |
Came from nowhere | |
I don' t know how | |
So don' t struggle | |
You got me now | |
I don' t know where you came from | |
But I know it don' t feel wrong | |
All that I can do is give myself to you. | |
Can I trust it? | |
Is it real? | |
Will it leave me in mourning? | |
All of this new blood I feel, | |
Is it a slow killing poison? | |
Woah, woah, oh | |
If wishes were bullets we' d all be dead. | |
Prayers come soaring way overhead. | |
Confronted with substance, I double take. | |
If this is an error it' s mine to make. | |
Straight in the vein so I look away. | |
Pain never comes and there' s no restraint. | |
Intoxicated but I don' t faint. | |
I count up my fingers and all the saints. | |
Can I touch it? | |
Is it real? | |
Didn' t come with a warning. | |
All of this new blood I feel, | |
Is it a slow killing poison? | |
Can I trust it? | |
Is it real? | |
Will it leave me in mourning? | |
All of this new blood I feel, | |
Is it a slow killing poison? | |
Woah, woah |