So long as I'm breathing So what if I believe in The heat of the love, the burning of skin The gates to the woods, the swinging of limbs
Slow burn, fast healer Too young to see it The kick in the air from somewhere below The pounding of hearts, the cages of smoke
I waited for a shiver I waited for a bomb I waited for a shiver I waited for a bomb
So long as I'm breathing So what if I believe in The heat of the love, the burning of skin The gates to the woods, the swinging of limbs
Slow burn, fast healer Too young to see it The kick in the air from somewhere below The pounding of hearts, the cages of smoke
Now you know how to shoot, now you know how to kill Now you know how to shoot, now you know how to kill Now you know how to shoot, now you know how to kill Now you know how to shoot, now you know how to kill
Now you know how to shoot, now you know how to kill Now you know how to shoot, now you know how to kill
