Down from the bottom of your arm...
Up to the back of your skull...
You try and fight it but you just can't take control, yeah...
And I think that I could be just like you
No! I know i could die a sinner like you...
Running from a heart
Where were you and all your guns?
Leave it to me
To be the one to pick you up
This could be love
Burn the bridges built by broken hearts you've shrined
And separate the swine
Abscess, veins you've ripped apart...
Skin-pop the rush to the heart...
You try and hide it but the scars forever show, yeah.
And I think that I could be just like you
No! I know i could die a sinner like you...
Running from a heart
Where were you and all your guns?
Leave it to me
To be the one to pick you up
This could be love
Burn the bridges built by broken hearts you've shrined
And separate the swine
You can run but you can't hide
Those that lives and those that die
If you happen to survive
Millions and millions of people cry
You can run but you can't hide
Those that lives and those that die
If you happen to survive
Millions and millions of people cry
Where were you and all your guns?
Leave it to me
I'll be the one to pick you up
This could be love
Broken hearts you've shrined
Where were you and all your guns?
Leave it to me
To be the one to pick you up
Now this could be love
Burn the bridges built by broken hearts you've shrined
And separate the swine
Broken hearts you've shrined
AND SEPARATE THE SWINE


Lyrics submitted by darkforce100

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