And it tortures slow...

How did it feel when it came alive and took you?

Out of the black

It broke your skin and shook through

Every part of me, every part of you

You made a fool out of me

And took the skin off my back running

So don’t breathe when I talk

Cos you haven’t been spoken to

I’ve got a gun for a mouth and a bullet with your name on it

But a trigger for a heart beating blood from an empty pocket

I never knew why

And you didn’t care when

It closed every door

And washed away no sin

And I promised you

Like you promised me

But those vows we made

Fucked it up for free

You made a fool out of me

And took the skin off my back running

So don’t breathe when I talk

Cos you haven’t been spoken to

I’ve got a gun for a mouth and a bullet with your name on it

But a trigger for a heart bleeding blood from an empty pocket

You made a fool out of me

And took the skin off my back running

So don’t breathe when I talk

Cos you haven’t been spoken to

I’ve got a gun for a mouth and a bullet with your name on it

But a trigger for a heart bleeding blood from an empty pocket

And it tortures slow

Never let’s you go

Deals a crooked hand 

Nota: só descobri Royal Blood, quando vim para o UK, por acaso... mas ainda não os consegui ver ao vivo infelizmente. Dizem que é alto espectáculo! E vocês, já conheciam?