Song | Rocking Chairs And Shotguns |
Artist | Mouth of the Architect |
Album | Quietly |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
Can you feel it? | |
The moment love left my body. | |
Did you see it? | |
When the light left my eyes. | |
Can you feel it? | |
The war growing in my blood. | |
Your thin, pale hands stretch out crushing everything. | |
You brought me to this. | |
Crushing everything. | |
Lay there and bleed my friend, lay there and bleed. | |
I want to feel your body collapse. | |
I want you to reach out and find nothing. | |
I want to hear your last breath choking. | |
Lay there and bleed my friend, lay there and bleed. |