Bullet Boy

Lyrics
Blue... everyday Blue... everyday Blue... everyday Blue... Bruised from another place Everyday Takes grace... And the air's still warm... From a bullet in the wrong place You're still moving I'm still wounded From the speed Never leave so free (Free) I still stare... From the glare... (From the glare) Of the last stare Bruised... from another place Everything Takes grace... And the air's still warm...
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Credits
- Writers
- Robert “3D” del Naja
- Neil Davidge