Letras:The Script. Science And Faith. Bullet From A Gun.

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Hey, Hey
Hey, Hey
Hey
I'm in the boot of a car,
breathing air through a hole.
She's driving me down the river.
She'll watch over me in the tears in her eyes
Couldn't dig my own grave any deeper.
She's pushing me blindfolded down to my knees, but her finger still shakes on the trigger.
She's untying my hands though I gave her the rope,
this is so much harder to leave her, leave her, leave her.

Chorus:
When you're forgiving but you can't forget, feels like you're drowning, but you still got breath.
And we've been tryin' to lay this ghost to rest, oh, but there ain't no getting out of this mess.
No there ain't no getting out, there ain't no getting out, there ain't no getting out of this mess.

Now she's showing me mercy as much as she can.
She's letting me live with my demons.
See her washing her hands as she's walking away.
Oh but still she looks back, she looks back, but she's leaving, she's leaving.

When you're forgiving but you can't forget, feels like you're drowning, but you still got breath.
And we've been tryin' to lay this ghost to rest, oh, but there ain't no getting out of this mess.
No there ain't no getting out, there ain't no getting out, there ain't no getting out of this mess.

No there ain't no getting out, no there ain't no getting out of this mess.

What's done is done, can't resurrect the setting sun.
What's done is done, oh you can't reverse the bullet from a gun (x2)

When you're forgiving but you can't forget, feels like you're drowning, but you still got breath.
And we've been tryin' to lay this ghost to rest, oh, but there ain't no getting out of this mess. (x2)

(Ain't no getting out of this mess) Out of this mess, out of this mess. (x4)

There ain'to no getting out.

(Grazie a GabrieleGaudenzi92 per questo testo)