This ain't Passover or nothing but I can feel that my time is here. My failings are adding up again, my fever's burning up again. It pulls you under ground
Oh my god, you are so gone. Your breath smells like Nyquil. Where the hell were you all fucking night. When this jealousy gets the best of me, babe you
Liars and little boys playing big games. All this shit is pointless in the scheme of things. To remain unscathed I will play the game. So circle like
I'm losing, losing touch with my mind I'm falling, falling way behind I'm walking, down a one way street I'm trying, trying to find my feet I need it
Let's sing the songs of every section now. Dance let's dance then dance of a bank robber laugh. Now stand the torch called in at six o'clock to me. (?!)
Clutch to anything that might hold me down, when there's no final push and shove we'll all see you underground. This is all we work for? Because this
Feel like something?s always been wrong Love of life is hitting way too strong May be we were born too late May be not born at all Let's try and cure
Trying to get clean just kept him out You know you lose your head when you fuck with that stuff Time, time, time, time, time he got the most Time, time
Please fire me. Burn up all my stubs. So what? That tattoo ruined you. In liars club. Never love. Kill the light. This is my last fucking day. Dead inside
To expose your ass on paper: terrifies some and it should: The more you put down the more you leave yourself open to those who label themselves "critics
It's the hardest thing to say. I think about it night and day. How I fucked up and I need you to stay. That's the last thing I want to do. Kill myself
No one can take the felling away Car crash in my dreams Maybe a martyr would understand We miss your smile and the warm way you waved goodbye Please let
Fell down this old road and I don?t care If you roll on your sides, I seen a ghost In the future, sometimes it gets hard to hide If you need somethin',
This is a list in no particular order of the things that can keep a man stuck inside the fear of outside. The cannibal clerks that make mistakes only
Exploding like a laughing child. Situations reaching out too far. Gonna make good on all my bets. Have to do what hasn't killed us yet. Stomach sore for
Swimming in addiction Broadcast children live in fiction Awake in lying shame Tweaked twilight sighs as she counts her money Devils got my brain, all
Looking like she needs a miracle Out here so late, just looking for a drug Give her something so she can fall in love True love hits like death from above
Tonight is for you, every night belongs to you tonight. Confidants worldwide. You were so alive. Collapsed under vice. Collapsed under everything. Never