Bulletproof

There's a field full of ember roads
I don't wanna take
There's a room for a necrophile
If you wanna mate

Bring me something new, bring it on, bring it on
Give me something to do, bring it through
Huh, through

There's a field that keeps me gone
Calling under sleep
And an appeal that used to hide
There's the one that I'm in

Give me something new, bring it on, bring it on
Give me something to do, bring it through
Huh, through