Rushing (Club Recut) - Rotersand

the shiny guns were loaded

with bullets made of words

they hit and they exploded,

we’re bleeding and it hurts

we’re in this fight together

there’s none of us to blame

whatever was the matter

this is a crying shame

but you bark and you bite

and your reasons are true

still you force and you fight

and your blood keeps rushing

you’re a fool if you choose to believe in sight

and your rules save your world from a different light

don’t walk from me

talk to me

and your soul’s getting lost in the dead of night

bring it home, take a walk on the other side

don’t walk from me

talk to me