Flesh And Bone - Jacques Lu Cont Remix
I've gone through life white knuckle
In the moments that left me behind
Refusing to heed the yield
I penetrate the force field in the blind
They say I'll adjust
And God knows that I must
But I'm not sure how
This natural selection
Picked me out to be
A dark horse running in a fantasy
Flesh and Bone
And I'm running out of time
Flesh and Bone
Somewhere outside that finish line
I square up and break through the chains
I head like a raging bull
Anointed by the blood I take the reins
I come from the core
Of the flag that bears the name
Battle Born
They call me the contender
I listen for the bell
My face flashing crimson from the fires of hell
(What are you afraid of?)
And what are you made of?
Flesh and Bone
And I'm running out of time
Flesh and Bone
And what are you made of?
Flesh and bone
And I'm turning on a dime
Flesh and Bone
Flesh and Bone
This could decay
This could decay
Like the valley below
Defences are down
Stakes are high
Fairytale ending
Staggering blow
Let it be chin
This could be real
Simple
And what are you made of?
Flesh and bone
And i'm running of time flesh and bone
What are you made of?
He faces forward
Trading in his blindness for the world of love
His heart is raging
May he rage in vain
And you always had it, but you never knew
so boots and saddles get on your feet
There's no surrender
There's no retreat
The bells are solid
There's loads to learn
We're the descendants of giant men
In the moments that left me behind
Refusing to heed the yield
I penetrate the force field in the blind
They say I'll adjust
And God knows that I must
But I'm not sure how
This natural selection
Picked me out to be
A dark horse running in a fantasy
Flesh and Bone
And I'm running out of time
Flesh and Bone
Somewhere outside that finish line
I square up and break through the chains
I head like a raging bull
Anointed by the blood I take the reins
I come from the core
Of the flag that bears the name
Battle Born
They call me the contender
I listen for the bell
My face flashing crimson from the fires of hell
(What are you afraid of?)
And what are you made of?
Flesh and Bone
And I'm running out of time
Flesh and Bone
And what are you made of?
Flesh and bone
And I'm turning on a dime
Flesh and Bone
Flesh and Bone
This could decay
This could decay
Like the valley below
Defences are down
Stakes are high
Fairytale ending
Staggering blow
Let it be chin
This could be real
Simple
And what are you made of?
Flesh and bone
And i'm running of time flesh and bone
What are you made of?
He faces forward
Trading in his blindness for the world of love
His heart is raging
May he rage in vain
And you always had it, but you never knew
so boots and saddles get on your feet
There's no surrender
There's no retreat
The bells are solid
There's loads to learn
We're the descendants of giant men
Credits
Writer(s): Dave Brent Keuning, Mark August Stoermer, Ronnie Jr. Vannucci, Brandon Flowers
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