12 Rounds - Bohnes

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 rounds