Lyrics Leather for Hell - Bitter Ruin

Leather for Hell

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.)