bullets

• parçayı dinlerken duyduğum değişik muhtelif seslerin hastası olduğum tunng sarkısı,
  green hills and enemies
  these things they make us sentimental inside
  your words are gelignite
  or just another sentimental aside
  
  we're catching bullets in our teeth
  and though it's easy when you know how it's done
  they split the secret up six ways before they gave it to us just before dawn
  and now we don't remember
  
  our blood and guts are out
  we spread our bones across the table at night
  we cut our fingers off
  to give ourselves those little extra insights
  
  we're catching bullets in our teeth
  and though they try hard not to say how it's done
  they always do
  they spill the secret out six ways
  and beg for our forgiveness
  just before dawn
  and now we don't remember
  
  we're catching bullets in our teeth
  it's hard to do but they're so sweet
  and if they take a couple out
  we try to work things out
  we catching bullets with our
  heads and hearts and all the darkest parts of us
  it's strange to find such light
  in such endless night
  
  so sweet to lose a friend
  you leave the church and taste
  the air in your lungs
  old lies and fireflies
  carve angels on your eyes
  and all is undone
  you whisper prayers into the dark
  up to a god in whom you've never believed
  you always do
  you split the secret up six ways
  but it won't make it any easier to see
  and now we don't remember
  
  we're catching bullets in our teeth
  its hard to do but they're so sweet
  and if they take a couple out
  we try to work things out
  we're catching bullets with our
  heads and hearts and all the darkest parts of us
  it's strange to find such light
  in such endless night
  we're catching bullets in our backs
  we sent the undertaker back
  into the garden in the drought
  to try to work things out
  we're catching bullets with the best resources that we've got
  we're happy then again we're not
  we shout - through the endless doubt