night fall, to turn into life. Like werewolfs thirsting for blood, me and the boys are breeding. You have to turn up the sound and celebrate this night
It's all about the song in my head The one where the audience is all dead These days they're allowing Visitation to aid in my rehabilitation To make
tipped and entrenched in the topsoil and an impulse still searching for the gun Faster feet flat to the floor mat The tank topped up with the top back brake lights blotted out
The first time I saw a body bend that way I realized that we're more beautiful dead than alive Then, with bloodied flesh removed, your rib cage ripped
on some nights you'll find me falling I am formless I am shapeless on some nights i'm better left alone you take it all in from some severed state of
us whole. Yes, my heart may beat again - but we all need medicine. So forgive me, love, I'm choosing a fitting end to the abusing. Last night, I leapt
Another year, another year. Raise your glass high. Leaves will fall, the snow will fall. Raise your glass high. Should auld acquaintance be forgot, And
baby, maybe you've got something i think that maybe we're on to something big bigger than i could have ever imagined tonight, it's worse tonight the
I'll come) When I find out. These are the seeds to monstrous trees. When I find out... They're growing out and dropping leads. When I find out, They're
The tell tale hints of acquiescence lighter eyes when she comes over its obvious they're lying she likes to smoke some drugs and screw and leave she
from his wrist to his neck there's empty bottles everywhere, of alcohol and medication my god this smell is sickening there's blood coming out of his
"You'll wake up wrapped in winter if you sleep through summer." "Hey, thanks for the tip, but i doubt that you've got it covered." We'll use spring
re left with only a bullet I'll bring the trigger and a promise to pull it I'll be the end of everyone who's ever entered your life And taken pieces out
with drugs, soothing words, but that's all. I hope those wounds will heal in time, but right now, things aren't looking good. [Boys Night Out:] The lines
my misses Bloody kisses from poison lips, leave lovers dead in ditches. So, pass another round around for the kids Who have nothing left to lose and for those souls old and sold out
An I.O.U. tattoo strung along the finer rips and tears of your heart, and it is there to keep you together while we're all falling apart My conscience
monster trained to sing. The hangman tightened up and leaned in, And offered the man a chance to speak before he'd swing. He cried out: "Man is not supposed
subdue... All the things that hold us back From the bed to the shower, the shower to the floor... You call out for more. From the floor to the climax, We get up and pour out
