Measured In Grey No More Room In Hell
I lost you in the woods of winter days/
we tried to get away/but its hard with broken legs/
and everything went wrong with our escape/
there were more than we could handle/
and it was more than you could take
so
leave me here/ get out while you can
dont look back/ i'll only drag you down/
leave me here/get out while you can/
theres one shot left/we're gonna make it count
in the bloody sky at sunset/
we'll see them shamble in sillouhette /
we'll chamber up the last bullet/
now its finally come to this/
chorus
they're right at our front door/
they can hear us breathing/
they're right at our front door/
they can hear hearts beating/
