Letter Kills - Shot To The Chest Lyrics
Well, here comes a testA fight until death,A song without a rest,But I cant complain,Its what I asked for.So Ill ask for your hand,Cause its a long road ahead,And I feel so alone.And I hope this takes care of broken words.Im broken down you know,I hope this makes you proud,Write this down,Its better than the rest, to see you smile.Hey! Whoa!I hope this makes you proud.Hey! Whoa!I hope this makes you proud.And here comes a test,Its shooting for my head.Along with all the rest.I cant compete with what I ask for,So I ask for your hand,Cause its a long road ahead,And I feel so alone.And I hope this takes care of broken words.Im broken down you know,I hope this makes you proud,Write this down,Its better than the rest, to see you smile.Hey! Whoa!I hope this makes you proud.Hey! Whoa!I hope this makes you proud.If you fall asleep, fall asleep in the back room.Hey! Whoa!I hope this makes you proud.Hey! Whoa!I hope this makes you proud.Hey! Whoa!I hope this makes you proud.
