Bulletproof by Blake (Rock Band) Lyrics
In the dark with my twisted mind
Form the mark and form the sign
Yeah I felt how the evil grew
Black spirit, the witch is through
I'm dived deep down into the sinner's well
Learn how to live in a mermaid hell
Got the trigger happy fingers on a rusted gun
A true gift of the chosen one
Try to get high riding through the bloom
But I'm bound to the past, I'm bound to my roots
Life is hard, death is cruel
I don't mind, I'm bulletproof
Yeah I'm bulletproof
If you're ready to leave the light
Take care that the powder's dry
Soon you feel how the anger grows
Death in the isle, my ruin from (inaudible)
I'm dived deep down into the sinner's well
Learn the blues sleep through the hell
Got the trigger happy fingers on the run
To the crusher with son (inaudible)
Try to get high riding through the bloom
But I'm bound to the past, I'm bound to my roots
Life is hard, death is cruel
I don't mind, I'm bulletproof
Try to get high riding through the bloom
But I'm bound to the past, I'm bound to my roots
Life is hard, death is cruel
I don't mind, I'm bulletproof
And I just can't lose, yeah
Try to get high riding through the bloom
But I'm bound to the past, I'm bound to my roots
Life is hard, death is cruel
I don't mind, I don't mind, I don't mind
I don't mind yeah
I'm bulletproof
(laughter)
Form the mark and form the sign
Yeah I felt how the evil grew
Black spirit, the witch is through
I'm dived deep down into the sinner's well
Learn how to live in a mermaid hell
Got the trigger happy fingers on a rusted gun
A true gift of the chosen one
Try to get high riding through the bloom
But I'm bound to the past, I'm bound to my roots
Life is hard, death is cruel
I don't mind, I'm bulletproof
Yeah I'm bulletproof
If you're ready to leave the light
Take care that the powder's dry
Soon you feel how the anger grows
Death in the isle, my ruin from (inaudible)
I'm dived deep down into the sinner's well
Learn the blues sleep through the hell
Got the trigger happy fingers on the run
To the crusher with son (inaudible)
Try to get high riding through the bloom
But I'm bound to the past, I'm bound to my roots
Life is hard, death is cruel
I don't mind, I'm bulletproof
Try to get high riding through the bloom
But I'm bound to the past, I'm bound to my roots
Life is hard, death is cruel
I don't mind, I'm bulletproof
And I just can't lose, yeah
Try to get high riding through the bloom
But I'm bound to the past, I'm bound to my roots
Life is hard, death is cruel
I don't mind, I don't mind, I don't mind
I don't mind yeah
I'm bulletproof
(laughter)