Liquid Graveyard — Rumours Are Black Like Machine Guns lyrics

Lyrics

But your stained hand shoots the gun once more…
«What are you?» he asks as he heads to hell
Brekfast with a wife he’s never known
«This is gonna be a perfect day»
Rumours are black like machine guns
Rumours are black like machine guns
Rumours are black like machine guns
Rumours are black like machine guns
«A decade ago your lungs turned blue, didn’t they?»
And he checks the list in his pocket once again…
20 lives written down in 20 seconds: Happy Mr. OldFuck
The tears he won’t hear have made his day
Rumours are black like machine guns
Rumours are black like machine guns
Rumours are black like machine guns
Rumours are black like machine guns
So you take the list and read out loud
The names you’re about to wreck
Have a drink, count your bullets
Your heart is as evil as your breath