Bullet Ride (re‐recorded)
🎵 1314 characters
⏱️ 4:38 duration
🆔 ID: 6124112
📜 Lyrics
Do you feel anything at all?
Do you hear steps at the door?
Do you reckon the smell of...
It's life, the dark that binds you
Frightened by your own smell
Bitterness will run you through
Silent screaming
Turning, twisting the alphabet
Frantic eyes
Awaiting the answer
Splinters of a poem
Fragments of what you used to be
Habitual and gullible
Run-down memoirs is all that's left
Do you wish to sleep?
Do you aim for the shadow?
Do you feel infected?
It's life, the dark that binds you
Frightened by your own smell
Bitterness will run you through
Silent screaming
Turning, twisting the alphabet
Frantic eyes
Awaiting the answer
Splinters of a poem
Fragments of what you used to be
Habitual and gullible
Run-down memoirs is all that's left
It's the cowardice that pulls you under
And takes you to the end, where it begins
Release, the world is waiting on your arrival
Close your eyes, as we witness another bullet ride
What do you know about atrocity?
You know that everybody's gone?
Do you know that you're on your own?
It's life, the dark that binds you
Frightened by your own smell
Bitterness will run you through
Silent screaming
Turning, twisting the alphabet
Frantic eyes
Awaiting the answer
Splinters of a poem
Fragments of what you used to be
Habitual and gullible
Run-down memoirs is all that's left
Do you hear steps at the door?
Do you reckon the smell of...
It's life, the dark that binds you
Frightened by your own smell
Bitterness will run you through
Silent screaming
Turning, twisting the alphabet
Frantic eyes
Awaiting the answer
Splinters of a poem
Fragments of what you used to be
Habitual and gullible
Run-down memoirs is all that's left
Do you wish to sleep?
Do you aim for the shadow?
Do you feel infected?
It's life, the dark that binds you
Frightened by your own smell
Bitterness will run you through
Silent screaming
Turning, twisting the alphabet
Frantic eyes
Awaiting the answer
Splinters of a poem
Fragments of what you used to be
Habitual and gullible
Run-down memoirs is all that's left
It's the cowardice that pulls you under
And takes you to the end, where it begins
Release, the world is waiting on your arrival
Close your eyes, as we witness another bullet ride
What do you know about atrocity?
You know that everybody's gone?
Do you know that you're on your own?
It's life, the dark that binds you
Frightened by your own smell
Bitterness will run you through
Silent screaming
Turning, twisting the alphabet
Frantic eyes
Awaiting the answer
Splinters of a poem
Fragments of what you used to be
Habitual and gullible
Run-down memoirs is all that's left
⏱️ Synced Lyrics
[00:31.94] Do you feel anything at all?
[00:37.30] Do you hear steps at the door?
[00:42.60] Do you reckon the smell of...
[00:47.31] It's life, the dark that binds you
[00:52.32] Frightened by your own smell
[00:57.63] Bitterness will run you through
[01:04.09] Silent screaming
[01:06.58] Turning, twisting the alphabet
[01:09.97] Frantic eyes
[01:12.15] Awaiting the answer
[01:14.40] Splinters of a poem
[01:16.93] Fragments of what you used to be
[01:20.04] Habitual and gullible
[01:22.26] Run-down memoirs is all that's left
[01:25.79] Do you wish to sleep?
[01:30.88] Do you aim for the shadow?
[01:36.10] Do you feel infected?
[01:41.19] It's life, the dark that binds you
[01:45.76] Frightened by your own smell
[01:51.14] Bitterness will run you through
[01:57.69] Silent screaming
[02:00.09] Turning, twisting the alphabet
[02:03.33] Frantic eyes
[02:05.70] Awaiting the answer
[02:07.86] Splinters of a poem
[02:10.49] Fragments of what you used to be
[02:13.68] Habitual and gullible
[02:15.70] Run-down memoirs is all that's left
[02:19.25]
[02:57.74] It's the cowardice that pulls you under
[03:02.80] And takes you to the end, where it begins
[03:08.41] Release, the world is waiting on your arrival
[03:12.69] Close your eyes, as we witness another bullet ride
[03:18.81] What do you know about atrocity?
[03:24.52] You know that everybody's gone?
[03:29.50] Do you know that you're on your own?
[03:34.43] It's life, the dark that binds you
[03:39.35] Frightened by your own smell
[03:44.60] Bitterness will run you through
[03:52.42] Silent screaming
[03:54.92] Turning, twisting the alphabet
[03:57.95] Frantic eyes
[04:00.42] Awaiting the answer
[04:02.86] Splinters of a poem
[04:05.20] Fragments of what you used to be
[04:08.49] Habitual and gullible
[04:10.55] Run-down memoirs is all that's left
[04:14.08]
[00:37.30] Do you hear steps at the door?
[00:42.60] Do you reckon the smell of...
[00:47.31] It's life, the dark that binds you
[00:52.32] Frightened by your own smell
[00:57.63] Bitterness will run you through
[01:04.09] Silent screaming
[01:06.58] Turning, twisting the alphabet
[01:09.97] Frantic eyes
[01:12.15] Awaiting the answer
[01:14.40] Splinters of a poem
[01:16.93] Fragments of what you used to be
[01:20.04] Habitual and gullible
[01:22.26] Run-down memoirs is all that's left
[01:25.79] Do you wish to sleep?
[01:30.88] Do you aim for the shadow?
[01:36.10] Do you feel infected?
[01:41.19] It's life, the dark that binds you
[01:45.76] Frightened by your own smell
[01:51.14] Bitterness will run you through
[01:57.69] Silent screaming
[02:00.09] Turning, twisting the alphabet
[02:03.33] Frantic eyes
[02:05.70] Awaiting the answer
[02:07.86] Splinters of a poem
[02:10.49] Fragments of what you used to be
[02:13.68] Habitual and gullible
[02:15.70] Run-down memoirs is all that's left
[02:19.25]
[02:57.74] It's the cowardice that pulls you under
[03:02.80] And takes you to the end, where it begins
[03:08.41] Release, the world is waiting on your arrival
[03:12.69] Close your eyes, as we witness another bullet ride
[03:18.81] What do you know about atrocity?
[03:24.52] You know that everybody's gone?
[03:29.50] Do you know that you're on your own?
[03:34.43] It's life, the dark that binds you
[03:39.35] Frightened by your own smell
[03:44.60] Bitterness will run you through
[03:52.42] Silent screaming
[03:54.92] Turning, twisting the alphabet
[03:57.95] Frantic eyes
[04:00.42] Awaiting the answer
[04:02.86] Splinters of a poem
[04:05.20] Fragments of what you used to be
[04:08.49] Habitual and gullible
[04:10.55] Run-down memoirs is all that's left
[04:14.08]