Three Fingers Lyrics - Head Down - Rival Sons

I'm in the air gliding over the water 

Feet tucked under my tail 

Wings pulled back 

Body like a spear 

This time I'm coming back whith a whale 

I'd better take a deep breath 

It's never easy 

We are the bullets 

Breast to grave 

I'm on my feet and I'm running the plaza 

Matador is holding the red 

I've got the horns 

I've got the speed 

This motherfucker's going home dead 

Three fingers on the rocks 

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It's never easy 

But you'd better be brave 

We are the bullets 

Breast to grave 

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