Bishop Briggs
Lyricist: Mark Jackson, Ian Scott, Bishop Briggs & George Robertson Composer: Mark Jackson, Ian Scott, Bishop Briggs & George Robertson
Easy on the eyes
Truth is like a loaded gun
You don't wanna point that thing round here
Leave all your skeletons up here
This is real life
And you've been living fictional
I don't wanna hurt your heart, my dear
But if I gotta cut you, know I will
Cause I've given you
Damn near every chance to make it possible
Have it all but all you do is build up all the fears
And drown us in your tears
But I pray for ya, pray for ya
I'll pray, I'll pray, yeah
When all this pain is gone
When all this blood has run
When my heart's an empty gun
When my heart's an empty gun
When all this pain is gone
When all this blood has run
When my heart's an empty gun
When my heart's an empty gun
Cause I can't even feel the sun
Fighting with the shadows that you cast
I still see the mask
And now we're in the light
You've been hiding all along
I don't wanna hurt your heart, my dear
But the air is crystal clear
And even though
I gave you every chance to make it possible
Have it all but all you do is build up all the fears
And drown us in your tears
But I pray for ya, pray for ya
I'll pray, I'll pray, yeah
When all this pain is gone
When all this blood has run
When my heart's an empty gun
When my heart's an empty gun
When all this pain is gone
When all this blood has run
When my heart's an empty gun
When my heart's an empty gun
Pray
When all this pain is gone
I'll pray
When all this blood has run
When my heart's an empty gun
When my heart's an empty gun
I'll pray, yeah
When my heart's an empty gun
I'll pray, yeah
When my heart's an empty gun
I'll pray
I'll pray