Iris Deco - The Moan Lyrics

This bullet came too far inside of me
Painting the grass with red wine
Pulling the trigger
All the colors I saw before, gone

Only moan, lonely moon
Moaning deep in the sun
Why does the flash of this sinner
Become a way of life?
Living caught, living caught
By the creek of your bones
And this bullet nailed
In the middle of my heart
Pulled by yours

Heart, beat, love
Hurt, sin, blood
Hurt, sin, blood

This bullet came too far inside of me
This bullet came too far inside of me
This bullet came too far inside of me
This bullet came too far inside of me