Set fire to the roses on my grave It's not my time, my soul ain't yours to take I'm coming home, I've got some things to say My gloves are on and my shoes are almost laced, laced
When the reaper comes knocking at my door We'll be going 12 rounds Tell the Devil I'll be coming back for more We'll be going 12 rounds
I'm drowning all these voices in the sea And meeting all my vices in the ring So step inside, I ain't afraid to bleed There ain't a casket strong enough for me, me
When the reaper comes knocking at my door (Whoa) We'll be going 12 rounds Tell the Devil I'll be coming back for more (Whoa) We'll be going 12 rounds
'Cause I fight for everything I die for Everything I bled onto the ground sacrificed for When the reaper comes knocking at my door (Whoa) We'll be going 12 rounds
I'm black and blue, my back's against the ropes Your hands around my neck, but I won't choke My heart is strong, my veins are paved with hope And when I stand up your bones will all be broke, broke
When the reaper comes knocking at my door (Whoa) We'll be going 12 rounds Tell the Devil I'll be coming back for more (Whoa) We'll be going 12 rounds
'Cause I fight for everything I die for Everything I bled onto the ground sacrificed for When the reaper comes knocking at my door (Whoa) We'll be going 12 rounds
No I won't die, no not tonight No I won't die, no not tonight No I won't die, no not tonight
When the reaper comes knocking at my door (Whoa) We'll be going 12 rounds Tell the Devil I'll be coming back for more (Whoa) We'll be going 12 rounds
'Cause I fight for everything I die for Everything I bled onto the ground sacrificed for When the reaper comes knocking at my door (Whoa) We'll be going 12 roundsTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
