Well I have promised not to save you from this hotel I have promised not to let you go Let you go [x2] I can feel the winters air and we're almost home
[chant] Our-Gangs-Dark-Oath
(Iset) I set (myfriends) My friends on fire (fire) well I looked at your grave I do not feel alive (Iset) I set (myfriends) My friends on fire (fire
Fifteen I'm strung out once again and kicked out I think well I'm on my own, I'm on my own now, sixteen and I said goodbye to those I knew I'll
I remember when I used to wake up I remember what I used to be I remember how I used to wake up so wrong now I remember this life I left behind On empty
Those nights we walk together I couldn't sleep Well I still remember what you wore now It was the cold december air the way the rain hit your hair but
We took the long ride home I guess just one last trip To set us back And tear us apart I can see those bloodstained sheets It plays in my dreams
The second before you die must be filled with the fear of discontent now, a flash of life and what was worth everything you meant. We're all righteous
Sometimes when fear strikes home we hit back hard now with a vengence all our own The slate has been wiped clean My eyes have been opened up I feel
I got your letter, read that mom was gone (Mom was gone) I never thought that dad would ever lose his mind (Lose his mind) I haven't slept it seems like
We passed though like a nightmare falling down, without touching the ground. This ghost and vacant eyes deceive thee, they've come to take me without
I saw the truth, mom's a whore I saw the mark as she passed through the door I saw the truth, you're a whore Distill the scene and don't lie to me no
Lying face down lying face down, in the gutter now, so damn proud Well I know I know, I know it's my fault, it's my fault In a world where we all just
Let's show this world we can be alright, without it's sponsors word I think my mind is almost washed, America might change it's time line if the
[Originally by The Misfits] [Whispering:] Die, die, die my darling, Die, die, die my darling, Die, die, die my darling Die, die, die my darling Don
My name is Roman, Not king nor emperor. Just the voice of a ghost, the past son of a whore. I transcend to dispatch this letter. Where the rich bought
She bathed in blood how apropos. Became a witness to the suffering. Skinned alive, she even took their soul. Close my eyes. By the moonlit darkness legend
[Originally By Nirvana] One baby to another said - I'm lucky to have met you I don't care what you think Unless it is about me It is now my duty
