Think that I’m alone now
But it didn’t come from his mouth
My intuition tells me he is done
In May you dug my grave up
By June I was back under
I drink to you and what you remind me of
[Chorus]
He creates
The very same
Bullet ache
My favourite pain
Part 2:
Didn’t know I needed
Something that I hated
Something that you said i’d get from you
But what are we protecting
What are we afraid of losing
‘Cuss I am not a record in a box
[Chorus]
He creates
The very same
Bullet ache
My favourite pain
Part 1: Think that I’m alone now But it didn’t come from his mouth My intuition tells me he is done In May you dug my grave up By June I was back under I drink to you and what you remind me of [Chorus] He creates The very same Bullet ache My favourite pain Part 2: Didn’t know I needed Something that I hated Something that you said i’d get from you But what are we protecting What are we afraid of losing ‘Cuss I am not a record in a box [Chorus] He creates The very same Bullet ache My favourite pain Explain Request ×
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