The Retaliators, Mötley Crüe, Ice Nine Kills, Asking Alexandria and From Ashes to New - The Retaliators Theme (21 Bullets) [Acoustic]

Ooh, ah-ah, ah-ah

Well, an eye for an eye (eye)
A throat for a throat
The dream never dies (died)
Sometimes it chokes
I wish you were here (here)
To show me the way (way)
Who would you kill?
Who would you save?

And now that you're gone (now that you're gone)
I've slipped off the rails (slipped off the rails)
I've prayed for revenge
But I'm afraid I will fail
Because we live in a world (live in a world)
Where even the angels are

Retaliators
Retaliators
There's blood on my hands, I see the Holy Father
Tasted revenge and it's as sweet as Holy Water (water)
Retaliators
Retaliators
I'm throwing away all the blessings I gave her
Twenty-one bullets, but it's not gonna save her

Twenty-one bullets, twenty-one guns
Twenty-one daughters, twenty-one sons
Twenty-one bullets, twenty-one guns
Twenty-one daughters, twenty-one sons

A fang for a fang (fang)
A knot on a rope (rope)
The sound of the dead (dead)
Is what gives me hope (hope)
But the blood on my tongue (tongue)
And the sweat on my neck (neck)
You can't outrun (run)
What comes for you next

And now that you're gone (now that you're gone)
I've slipped off the rails (slipped off the rails)
I've prayed for revenge
But I'm afraid I will fail
Because we live in a world (live in a world)
Where even the angels are

Retaliators
Retaliators
There's blood on my hands, I see the Holy Father
Tasted revenge and it's as sweet as Holy Water (water)
Retaliators
Retaliators
I'm throwing away all the blessings I gave her
Twenty-one bullets, but it's not gonna save her

Twenty-one bullets, twenty-one guns
Twenty-one daughters, twenty-one sons
Twenty-one bullets, twenty-one guns
Twenty-one daughters, twenty-one sons

Retaliators
Retaliators
There's blood on my hands, I see the Holy Father
Tasted revenge and it's as sweet as Holy Water
Retaliators
Retaliators
I'm throwing away all the blessings I gave her
Twenty-one bullets, but it's not gonna save her
Retaliators
Retaliators
There's blood on my hands, I see the Holy Father
Tasted revenge and it's as sweet as Holy Water (water)
Retaliators
Retaliators
I'm throwing away all the blessings I gave her
Twenty-one bullets, but it's not gonna save her

Twenty-one bullets, twenty-one guns
Twenty-one daughters, twenty-one sons
Twenty-one bullets, twenty-one guns
Twenty-one daughters, twenty-one sons

Written by:
James Michael, Nikki Sixx

Publisher:
Lyrics © Downtown Music Publishing

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