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Santino Le Saint

Loaded

 

Loaded

(álbum: Rage Of Angels - 2020)


Loaded
Playing with a bullet
Am I loaded?
Russian roulette to make you notice
Pushing my buttons just to go there
Put me at my lowest, yeah

I've been looking for the man in the mirror
Looking for the face of a sinner, yeah
Tryna cut away any demons
No, I shouldn't go out this weekend, yeah
When I'm on my own, it's different
Start to hate the walls that I sit-in
Separate the thoughts from thinking
I guess I'm gonna have to go out this weekend

Lay down, take my heart out
Let you climb in under my skin
Just the same sound of my bad mouth
And the voice in my head saying

Loaded
Playing with a bullet
Am I loaded?
Russian roulette to make you notice
Pushing my buttons just to go there
Put me at my lowest, yeah
Loaded
Playing with a bullet
Am I loaded?
Russian roulette to make you notice
Pushing my buttons just to go there
Put me at my lowest, yeah

I started looking for the man in the mirror
I've been thinking that my head is a minute, yeah (Is a minute, yeah)
Using all my lovers for my sickness while I'm nursing all these spirits
Like I'm tryna cure my illness, yeah
And I've been tryna fight for my memories
But I ain't got no time for it mentally
So I guess I'm my only enemy and you could never fix that
No, you ain't got a remedy
So I'm back 'cause allegedly I committed crimes in my past
Now I'm hiding from my felonies
Well, my demons are my ecstasy and therapy
I'm playing with my shot like I'm playing with my destiny
I wanna live again, I can't even live again
Bullets on my tongue gotta hold it or I kill again (Yeah)
No shells here, not even a trace, no cap
Might blow up my brains, anything to feel again

Lay down, take my heart out
Let you climb in under my skin
Just the same sound of my bad mouth
And the voice in my head saying

Loaded
Playing with a bullet
Am I loaded?
Russian roulette to make you notice
Pushing my buttons just to go there
Put me at my lowest, yeah
Loaded
Playing with a bullet
Am I loaded?
Russian roulette to make you notice
Pushing my buttons just to go there
Put me at my lowest, yeah

Loaded
Loa-, loa
Loa-, loa-, loaded

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