كلمات The Pounding Of Hearts

So long as I'm breathing So what if I believe in The heat of the love, the burning of skin The gates to the woods, the swinging of limbs Slow burn, fast healer Too young to see it The kick in the air from somewhere below The pounding of hearts, the cages of smoke I waited for a shiver I waited for a bomb I waited for a shiver I waited for a bomb So long as I'm breathing So what if I believe in The heat of the love, the burning of skin The gates to the woods, the swinging of limbs Slow burn, fast healer Too young to see it The kick in the air from somewhere below The pounding of hearts, the cages of smoke Now you know how to shoot, now you know how to kill Now you know how to shoot, now you know how to kill Now you know how to shoot, now you know how to kill Now you know how to shoot, now you know how to kill Now you know how to shoot, now you know how to kill Now you know how to shoot, now you know how to kill