Tekster:
Escape The Fate Dying Is Your Latest Fashion

expect take this scripture like a picture and wear it around your neck the sky it opens up don't get swallowed by the flames what's mine is yours and yours is

what is going on? Honestly that never happened Lying is your favorite passion. Leave me, go where you belong Higher heels and lipstick napkins Dying is your latest fashion

and load mercenaries I see the smoke from the hilltop they march one by one the battled starts adversaries we bathe in our blood the worst is yet

all The mountains I have climbed Help me enjoy the fall Oh the webs you weave We are caught in the fame The passion's dead The life you've lead Has drowned in your

the mountains I have climbed help me enjoy the fall Oh the webs you weave We are caught in the fame the passion's dead the life you've lead has drown in your

expect take this scripture like a picture and wear it around your neck the sky it opens up don't get swallowed by the flames what's mine is yours and yours is

your vacant eyes I lost control your face is pale, your body's cold And down below your veins run dry your vacant eyes I lost control your face is pale

By fire and trees Through the smoke a silhouette I can barely see There?s a man with an axe Standing in the rain Looked me straight in the eyes This is

my enemies of the last five years, What's it like to die alone? How does it feel when tears freeze, When you cry? The blood in your veins is twenty