Revolver
My vision is blurred and hazed
I'm dazed and anxious and my eyes have turned gray
And the paint on the walls has melted to the floor
I can feel the atoms in the air breaking apart
I can't breathe anymore, I feel my skin is on fire
I'm either numb or in pain, but I never feel alive
I'm so tired of feeling like a broken bone
So instead of festering, I should cut myself off
Take my gun away, yeah
While there's 5 shots left and I'm still awake, yeah
The safety's off and the barrel's still smoking from
The last time I was broken
I know if my drawer's open then I'll go with the bullet in a flash, no
The perfect disappearing act, no
Leaving behind cold blood and cash, no
In hopes I'll find what I never had, no, no
Lucy sends darker soldiers overhead
I've tried to defend, but I've grown tired of fighting
I've lost my comrades in the high tide of the fight
Now that I'm surrounded, should I raise my white flag?
I'm so sick of playing desperate Russian Roulette
When I'm fully aware that the chamber's fully loaded
My nightstand shines brightly before the setting sun
So please before I end up nursing a loaded gun
Take my gun away, yeah
While there's 5 shots left and I'm still awake, yeah
The safety's off and the barrel's still smoking from
The last time I was broken
I know if my drawer's open then I'll go with the bullet in a flash, no
The perfect disappearing act, no
Leaving behind cold blood and cash, no
In hopes I'll find what I never had, no, no
I always find myself running to the casket
I can't stop myself from slipping into the grave
I always find myself running to the casket
I can't stop myself from slipping into the grave
Someone drag me away
I'm running to the casket
I can't stop myself from slipping into the grave
I always find myself breaking for the casket
I can't stop myself from slipping into the grave
Stay away
Take my gun away, yeah
While there's 4 shots left and I'm still awake, yeah
The safety's off and the barrel's still smoking from
The last time I was broken
I know if my drawer's open then I'll go with the bullet in a flash, no
The perfect disappearing act, no
Leaving behind fresh blood and cash, no
Knowing all along that I'd go mad, no, no
I'm dazed and anxious and my eyes have turned gray
And the paint on the walls has melted to the floor
I can feel the atoms in the air breaking apart
I can't breathe anymore, I feel my skin is on fire
I'm either numb or in pain, but I never feel alive
I'm so tired of feeling like a broken bone
So instead of festering, I should cut myself off
Take my gun away, yeah
While there's 5 shots left and I'm still awake, yeah
The safety's off and the barrel's still smoking from
The last time I was broken
I know if my drawer's open then I'll go with the bullet in a flash, no
The perfect disappearing act, no
Leaving behind cold blood and cash, no
In hopes I'll find what I never had, no, no
Lucy sends darker soldiers overhead
I've tried to defend, but I've grown tired of fighting
I've lost my comrades in the high tide of the fight
Now that I'm surrounded, should I raise my white flag?
I'm so sick of playing desperate Russian Roulette
When I'm fully aware that the chamber's fully loaded
My nightstand shines brightly before the setting sun
So please before I end up nursing a loaded gun
Take my gun away, yeah
While there's 5 shots left and I'm still awake, yeah
The safety's off and the barrel's still smoking from
The last time I was broken
I know if my drawer's open then I'll go with the bullet in a flash, no
The perfect disappearing act, no
Leaving behind cold blood and cash, no
In hopes I'll find what I never had, no, no
I always find myself running to the casket
I can't stop myself from slipping into the grave
I always find myself running to the casket
I can't stop myself from slipping into the grave
Someone drag me away
I'm running to the casket
I can't stop myself from slipping into the grave
I always find myself breaking for the casket
I can't stop myself from slipping into the grave
Stay away
Take my gun away, yeah
While there's 4 shots left and I'm still awake, yeah
The safety's off and the barrel's still smoking from
The last time I was broken
I know if my drawer's open then I'll go with the bullet in a flash, no
The perfect disappearing act, no
Leaving behind fresh blood and cash, no
Knowing all along that I'd go mad, no, no
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Writer(s): Dakota Cook
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