B.S.E. (Radio Edit)
A goodbye bullet came
And took it's toll
And I just stood there watching
The heads were rolling
And I was riper than a cherry red
I didn't see a thing
I couldn't sense the danger
And now you wonder if the matters of the heart
Will ever let you go
You keep your skeletons at bay
You struck your gold in the darkest night
Noone to see
Your secrets safe with me
I hold back the heartache
And fall to the ground
I'm searching for answers
Between the lost and found
I'm gonna pick my weapon well
Cause I have a tale to tell
And I am expecting sabatoge
And from a speeding train
I take my aim
With a silver shell that's saying
Go to hell
But now the muscle from your mean machine
Is running out of luck
There ain't no sign of helping hands
And now you're paying with your broken pride
You'll never learn
Your bridges they will burn
I hold back the heartache
And fall to the ground
I'm searching for answers
Between the lost and found
But I will never find what I am looking for
I couldn't give a damn cause what I want is even more
Than your blood shot eyes
See the chains that I wrestle
And the score I will settle
I can see them walking hand in hand
And the blows I have taken
They will not be forgiven
I am such a fool to try
But I will never find what I am looking for
I couldn't give a damn cause what I want is more
I'll never ever find what I am looking for
I couldn't give a damn cause I want so much more
I hold back the heartache
The lost paradise
I'm searching for answers
Behind the blood shot eyes
And took it's toll
And I just stood there watching
The heads were rolling
And I was riper than a cherry red
I didn't see a thing
I couldn't sense the danger
And now you wonder if the matters of the heart
Will ever let you go
You keep your skeletons at bay
You struck your gold in the darkest night
Noone to see
Your secrets safe with me
I hold back the heartache
And fall to the ground
I'm searching for answers
Between the lost and found
I'm gonna pick my weapon well
Cause I have a tale to tell
And I am expecting sabatoge
And from a speeding train
I take my aim
With a silver shell that's saying
Go to hell
But now the muscle from your mean machine
Is running out of luck
There ain't no sign of helping hands
And now you're paying with your broken pride
You'll never learn
Your bridges they will burn
I hold back the heartache
And fall to the ground
I'm searching for answers
Between the lost and found
But I will never find what I am looking for
I couldn't give a damn cause what I want is even more
Than your blood shot eyes
See the chains that I wrestle
And the score I will settle
I can see them walking hand in hand
And the blows I have taken
They will not be forgiven
I am such a fool to try
But I will never find what I am looking for
I couldn't give a damn cause what I want is more
I'll never ever find what I am looking for
I couldn't give a damn cause I want so much more
I hold back the heartache
The lost paradise
I'm searching for answers
Behind the blood shot eyes
Credits
Writer(s): Pernille Rosendahl, Johan Haslund Wohlert, Charlotte Garner
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
Link
© 2025 All rights reserved. Rockol.com S.r.l. Website image policy
Rockol
- Rockol only uses images and photos made available for promotional purposes (“for press use”) by record companies, artist managements and p.r. agencies.
- Said images are used to exert a right to report and a finality of the criticism, in a degraded mode compliant to copyright laws, and exclusively inclosed in our own informative content.
- Only non-exclusive images addressed to newspaper use and, in general, copyright-free are accepted.
- Live photos are published when licensed by photographers whose copyright is quoted.
- Rockol is available to pay the right holder a fair fee should a published image’s author be unknown at the time of publishing.
Feedback
Please immediately report the presence of images possibly not compliant with the above cases so as to quickly verify an improper use: where confirmed, we would immediately proceed to their removal.