Lyrics Rival Sons – Three Fingers
Text:
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
It’s never easy
But you’d better be brave
We are the bullets
Breast to grave
Album
ROAM – Head Down
Rival Sons – Three Fingers
Rival Sons – Keep On Swinging
Rival Sons – Wild Animal
Rival Sons – You Want To
Rival Sons – Until The Sun Comes
Rival Sons – Run From Revelation
Rival Sons – Jordan
Rival Sons – All The Way
Rival Sons – The Heist
ROAM – Head Rush
Rival Sons – Manifest Destiny, Part 1
Rival Sons – Manifest Destiny, Part 2
Rival Sons – True
ROAM – You Never Said
ROAM – Sticker Slap
ROAM – Nothing In Return
ROAM – Foresight