Leather for Hell - Bitter Ruin

Well my feet are burning and the clock don’t seem to be turning

It seems to take an hour to put one foot in front of the other

And now is the world spinning when I get the feeling it’s falling asleep

I’ve been trying to see the light but every smile, it hurts

I’m a raring bullet in a box of empty shells, go on!

Pull the trigger pull it, bite the pin then leather for hell.

Run

At the mouth I’m foaming

At the bit I’m champing

Won’t you raise the gates love?

Give it a try

To waylay this aching my finger are shaking, my knuckles are breaking

I’m walking the blade of a dagger and picturing all of the pieces

I’d shatter to

If this is the show, well I’m hoping that falling’s a ‘no'

But it’s better than this

I’ve been trying to see the light but every smile, it hurts

I’m a raring bullet in a box of empty shells, go on!

Pull the trigger pull it, bite the pin then leather for hell run

At the mouth I’m foaming

At the bit I’m champing

Won’t you raise the gates love?

Give it a try

Euthanasia is gonna save ya

It’s the kindest thing to do

And you don’t know it yet

But every time you take that breath

Ten thousand other people suffer

‘Cause they feel the way I do!

I’ve been trying to see the light but every smile, it hurts

I’m a raring bullet in a box of empty shells, go on!

Pull the trigger pull it, bite the pin then leather for hell run (x2)

I’m a raring bullet in a box of empty shells, go on!

(Every bullet.

Box of empty… Trigger, bang…)

Pull the trigger pull it, bite the pin then leather for hell run

At the mouth I’m foaming

At the bit I’m champing

Won’t you raise the gates love?

Give it a try

Well my feet are burning yeah!

(Every bullet. Box of empty.)

Well my feet are burning yeah!

(Every bullet. Box of empty.)

Well my feet are burning yeah!

(Every bullet. Box of empty.)