Out of the Black
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 got a gun for a mouth and a bullet with your name on it
But a trigger for a heart bleeding
Blood for an empty pocket
I never knew why
And you didn't care when
You closed every door
And washed away no sin
And I promised you, like you promised me
That those vows we made
F- it up for free, yeah
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 got a gun for a mouth and a bullet with your name on it
But a trigger for a heart bleeding
Blood for 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 got a gun for a mouth and a bullet with your name on it
But a trigger for a heart bleeding
Blood for an empty pocket
And it tortures slow
Never let's you go
Deals a crooked hand
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 got a gun for a mouth and a bullet with your name on it
But a trigger for a heart bleeding
Blood for an empty pocket
I never knew why
And you didn't care when
You closed every door
And washed away no sin
And I promised you, like you promised me
That those vows we made
F- it up for free, yeah
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 got a gun for a mouth and a bullet with your name on it
But a trigger for a heart bleeding
Blood for 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 got a gun for a mouth and a bullet with your name on it
But a trigger for a heart bleeding
Blood for an empty pocket
And it tortures slow
Never let's you go
Deals a crooked hand
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Writer(s): Ben Thatcher, Michael Kerr
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