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Birds of Bellwoods - The Fifth Lyrics



Birds of Bellwoods - The Fifth Lyrics




My heart doesn't need a gun,
Just a fifth of something 'til the next one comes. x3
My heart doesn't need a gun,
Just a hit of something dirty with the things we've done.

My heart doesn't need a gun,
Just a fifth of something 'til the next one comes. x3
My heart doesn't need a gun,
Just a hit of something dirty with the things we've done.

My sweet release,
Sucking honey from the golden seed;
The pit beneath,
Filling up with bumblebees.
Can't get that taste,
Your poison so sickly sweet,
Out of my mouth;
I'm choking on my destiny.

My heart doesn't need a gun,
Just a fifth of something 'til the next one comes. x3
My heart doesn't need a gun,
Just a hit of something dirty with the things we've done.

This will not cease,
But I'll show you: I'm the one that bleeds.
You split my seams,
And I'm spilling out into the sea.
The more we wait,
The farther that I get from sleep;
One lie a day,
To keep the truth from killing me.

Bad dog, kick me.
Bad bitch, bit me.
Bad love, black crown,
Break up, break down. x2

I cut you out,
But I don't wanna I don't wanna I don't wanna go home now.

My heart never could run, just get numb inside a fifth of something sweet, To help me come down when the feeling is gone. x4

My heart doesn't need a gun,
Just a fifth of something 'til the next one comes.
My heart doesn't need a gun,
Just a hit of something dirty with the things we've done.

My heart doesn't need a gun,
Just a fifth of something 'til the next one comes.
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My heart doesn't need a gun,
Just a fifth of something 'til the next one comes. x3
My heart doesn't need a gun,
Just a hit of something dirty with the things we've done.

My heart doesn't need a gun,
Just a fifth of something 'til the next one comes. x3
My heart doesn't need a gun,
Just a hit of something dirty with the things we've done.

My sweet release,
Sucking honey from the golden seed;
The pit beneath,
Filling up with bumblebees.
Can't get that taste,
Your poison so sickly sweet,
Out of my mouth;
I'm choking on my destiny.

My heart doesn't need a gun,
Just a fifth of something 'til the next one comes. x3
My heart doesn't need a gun,
Just a hit of something dirty with the things we've done.

This will not cease,
But I'll show you: I'm the one that bleeds.
You split my seams,
And I'm spilling out into the sea.
The more we wait,
The farther that I get from sleep;
One lie a day,
To keep the truth from killing me.

Bad dog, kick me.
Bad bitch, bit me.
Bad love, black crown,
Break up, break down. x2

I cut you out,
But I don't wanna I don't wanna I don't wanna go home now.

My heart never could run, just get numb inside a fifth of something sweet, To help me come down when the feeling is gone. x4

My heart doesn't need a gun,
Just a fifth of something 'til the next one comes.
My heart doesn't need a gun,
Just a hit of something dirty with the things we've done.

My heart doesn't need a gun,
Just a fifth of something 'til the next one comes.
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Writer: Stevie Joffe, Adrian Morningstar, Kintaro Akiyama, Chris Blades
Copyright: Lyrics © TUNECORE INC




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Performed By: Birds of Bellwoods
Language: English
Length: 3:50
Written by: Stevie Joffe, Adrian Morningstar, Kintaro Akiyama, Chris Blades
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