LYRIC

1 Star2 Stars3 Stars4 Stars5 Stars (No Ratings Yet)
Loading...

(Hey)! Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh,
Woah, oh-oh!
(Hey)! Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh.

Now our youth is over,
That word it fills my bowl.
The pain has left me,
Feeling alone, oh-oh,
Alone, oh-oh.

Your love is like a gunshot,
(Hey)! In a bloody show,
Just keep on shooting,
‘Cause I can’t feel the blow.

I’ll have another,
(Hey)! I’m so addicted!
Just keep on shooting,
‘Cause I can’t feel the blow.

(Blow, blow, blow, blow),
(Blow, blow, blow).

Your words are bleeding,
The ink is seeping through.
The stain has left me feeling,
Alone, oh-oh, we are not alone.

Your love is like a gunshot,
(Hey)! In a bloody show,
Just keep on shooting,
‘Cause I can’t feel the blow.

I’ll have another,
(Hey)! I’m so addicted!
Just keep on shooting,
‘Cause I can’t feel the blow.

Another echo, another ghost,
Another day goes before you’re home.
Another echo, another ghost,
Another day goes before you’re home.

Your love is like a gunshot,
(Hey)! In a bloody show,
Just keep on shooting,
‘Cause I can’t feel the blow.

I’ll have another,
(Hey)! I’m so addicted!
Just keep on shooting,
‘Cause I can’t feel the blow.

Hey! We’ll never know,
Just keep on shooting,
‘Cause I can’t feel the blow.
Another day, (hey), another victim,
Just keep on shooting,
‘Cause I can’t feel the blow.

Just keep on shooting, (hey)!
‘Cause I can’t feel the blow, (hey)!
Just keep on shooting, (hey)!
‘Cause I can’t feel the blow, (hey)!

(Hey)!

Added by

harmonica

SHARE

Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *