Cut + Burn - Lera Lynn

A heart for a heart

A tooth makes a mark

Cut and burn, you say

So the end don’t fray

Simple deceit

I’ve fallen off my feet

I’ll not walk again

Gunpowder black within

I cast my soul into a silver bullet, babe

Fine metal for our last dance

Let justice make its case

Satisfaction, mine to feel

Traveling through space

Faster than the speed of sound

Winning your heart’s race

A wide open vein

There’s nothing left but pain

You waved your flag red

You turned light to lead

Charcoal for nerves

You drained me of my color

No more passe

Horns out all the way

I cast my soul into a silver bullet, babe

Fine metal for our last dance

Let justice make its case

Satisfaction, mine to feel

Traveling through space

Faster than the speed of sound

Winning your heart’s race

I cast my soul into a silver bullet, babe

Fine metal for our last dance

Let justice make its case

Satisfaction, mine to feel

Traveling through space

Faster than the speed of sound

Winning your heart’s race