Scalene - Out of the Black letra (lyrics)
[Scalene - Out of the Black letra lyrics]
How did it feel
When it came alive and took you
Out of the black? It broke
Your skin and shook through
Every part of me, every part of you
You made a fool out of me and
Took the skin off my back running
So don’t breathe when I talk
Cause you haven’t been spoken to
I’ve got a gun for a mouth and
A bullet with your name on it
But a trigger for a heart bleeding
Blood from an empty pocket
I never knew why and you didn’t care when
It closed every door, and washed away no sin
And I promised you like you promised me
But those vows we made fucked it up for free
You made a fool out of me and
Took the skin off my back running
So don’t breathe when I talk
Cause you haven’t been spoken to
I’ve got a gun for a mouth and
A bullet with your name on it
But a trigger for a heart bleeding
Blood from an empty pocket
You made a fool out of me and
Took the skin off my back running
So don’t breathe when I talk
Cause you haven’t been spoken to
I’ve got a gun for a mouth and
A bullet with your name on it
But a trigger for a heart bleeding
Blood from an empty pocket
And it tortures slow never lets you go
Deals a crooked hand
When it came alive and took you
Out of the black? It broke
Your skin and shook through
Every part of me, every part of you
You made a fool out of me and
Took the skin off my back running
So don’t breathe when I talk
Cause you haven’t been spoken to
I’ve got a gun for a mouth and
A bullet with your name on it
But a trigger for a heart bleeding
Blood from an empty pocket
I never knew why and you didn’t care when
It closed every door, and washed away no sin
And I promised you like you promised me
But those vows we made fucked it up for free
You made a fool out of me and
Took the skin off my back running
So don’t breathe when I talk
Cause you haven’t been spoken to
I’ve got a gun for a mouth and
A bullet with your name on it
But a trigger for a heart bleeding
Blood from an empty pocket
You made a fool out of me and
Took the skin off my back running
So don’t breathe when I talk
Cause you haven’t been spoken to
I’ve got a gun for a mouth and
A bullet with your name on it
But a trigger for a heart bleeding
Blood from an empty pocket
And it tortures slow never lets you go
Deals a crooked hand