Liryc I want to roll the numbers I want to feel my stars align again Even if the earth breaks like burnt skin And the heavens just won't open up for me Would you invite me in again? Won't you pay for your arrogance? Won't you show me your weakness? I made loving you a blood sport I made loving you a blood sport I made loving you a blood sport I can't win I made loving you a blood sport I made loving you a blood sport I made loving you a blood sport I can't win, so let's play And somewhere, somewhere the atoms stopped fusing I'm still your favorite regret You're still my weapon of choosing And out there, stuck in a quantum pattern Tangled with what I never said, you say it doesn't matter I want to be forgiven I want to choke up chunks of my own sins Even if the sky cracks in mourning And the heavens just won't open up for me Would you invite me in again? Let me pay for my arrogance? Won't you show me your weakness? I made loving you a blood sport I made loving you a blood sport I made loving you a blood sport I can't win I made loving you a blood sport I made loving you a blood sport I made loving you a blood sport I can't win And somewhere, somewhere the atoms stopped fusing I'm still your favorite regret You're still my weapon of choosing And out there, stuck in a quantum pattern Tangled with what I never said, you say it doesn't matter
I was more so thinking of the version "from the room down below" 😅
This is up on RUclips a guy made the sheet music for it just search the room below.
Liryc
I want to roll the numbers
I want to feel my stars align again
Even if the earth breaks like burnt skin
And the heavens just won't open up for me
Would you invite me in again?
Won't you pay for your arrogance?
Won't you show me your weakness?
I made loving you a blood sport
I made loving you a blood sport
I made loving you a blood sport
I can't win
I made loving you a blood sport
I made loving you a blood sport
I made loving you a blood sport
I can't win, so let's play
And somewhere, somewhere the atoms stopped fusing
I'm still your favorite regret
You're still my weapon of choosing
And out there, stuck in a quantum pattern
Tangled with what I never said, you say it doesn't matter
I want to be forgiven
I want to choke up chunks of my own sins
Even if the sky cracks in mourning
And the heavens just won't open up for me
Would you invite me in again?
Let me pay for my arrogance?
Won't you show me your weakness?
I made loving you a blood sport
I made loving you a blood sport
I made loving you a blood sport
I can't win
I made loving you a blood sport
I made loving you a blood sport
I made loving you a blood sport
I can't win
And somewhere, somewhere the atoms stopped fusing
I'm still your favorite regret
You're still my weapon of choosing
And out there, stuck in a quantum pattern
Tangled with what I never said, you say it doesn't matter
Please do “shelter” next