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From: Controlling Crowds (2009)
Lyrics:
Come touch me like I’m an ordinary man
Have a look in my eyes
Underneath my skin, there is a violence
It's got a gun in its hand
Ready to make
Ready to make, read'
Ready to make sense of anyone, anything
Anyone, anything...
Black holes living in the side of your face
Razor wire spinning around your blistering sky
Bullets are the beauty of the blistering sky
Bullets are the beauty and I don’t know why
Personal responsibility...
Confine me, let me be the lesser of a beautiful man
Without the blood on his hands,
Come and make me a martyr, come and break my feeling
With your violence, with the gun on my head
Ready to take
Ready to take out anyone, anywhere
Anyone, anywhere...
Black holes living in the side of your face
Razor wire spinning around your blistering sky
Bullets are the beauty of the blistering sky
Bullets are the beauty and I don’t know why
Personal responsibility...
Copyright Disclaimer Under Section 107 of the Copyright Act 1976, allowance is made for "fair use" for purposes such as criticism, comment, news reporting, teaching, scholarship, and research. Fair use is a use permitted by copyright statute that might otherwise be infringing. Non-profit, educational or personal use tips the balance in favor of fair use.
From: Controlling Crowds (2009)
Lyrics:
Come touch me like I’m an ordinary man
Have a look in my eyes
Underneath my skin, there is a violence
It's got a gun in its hand
Ready to make
Ready to make, read'
Ready to make sense of anyone, anything
Anyone, anything...
Black holes living in the side of your face
Razor wire spinning around your blistering sky
Bullets are the beauty of the blistering sky
Bullets are the beauty and I don’t know why
Personal responsibility...
Confine me, let me be the lesser of a beautiful man
Without the blood on his hands,
Come and make me a martyr, come and break my feeling
With your violence, with the gun on my head
Ready to take
Ready to take out anyone, anywhere
Anyone, anywhere...
Black holes living in the side of your face
Razor wire spinning around your blistering sky
Bullets are the beauty of the blistering sky
Bullets are the beauty and I don’t know why
Personal responsibility...
