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The Script - Bullet From A Gun The Script - Bullet From A Gun |
| I'm in the boot of a car, breathin' air through a hole
She's drivin' me down to the river
She'll watch over me and 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
When you're forgiving but you can't forget
Feels like you're drowning but you still got breath
And we've been tryin' lay this ghost to rest
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 and she's walking away
Oh but still she looks back, she looks back
While 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' lay this ghost to rest
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
What's done is done, can't resurrect the setting sun
What's done is done, oh you can't reverse the bullet from the gun
What's done is done, can't resurrect the setting sun
What's done is done, oh you can't reverse the bullet from the gun
When you're forgiving but you can't forget
Feels like you're drowning but you still got breath
And we've been tryin' lay this ghost to rest
But there ain't no getting out of this mess
When you're forgiving but you can't forget
Feels like you're drowning but you still got breath
And we've been tryin' lay this ghost to rest
But there ain't no getting out of this mess
Out of this mess, out of this mess
Out of this mess, out of this mess
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The Script:
Adele:
Michal Horák:
