| Lyrics | Song | Albulm |
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| 'All we are, all we are. Is bullets I mean this.' | |
| 'Mass convulsions, strike the chior, by the grace of God.' | |
| 'If I'm so wrong (so wrong, so wrong) how can you listen all night long? (night long, night long)' | |
| 'Do or die, you'll never make me. Because the world will never take my heart.' | |
| 'To your room. What they ask of you, will make you want to say, so long.' | |
| 'You better run like the devil, cuz they're never gonna leave you alone. You better hide up in the alley, cuz they're never gonna follow you home.' | |
| 'It reaches in and tears your flesh apart, as ice cold hand rip into your heart.' | |
| 'The amount of pills I'm taking, counteracts the booze I'm drinking. And this vanity I'm breaking, lets me live my life like this.' | |
| 'Lost in coma, and covered in cake. Increase the medication share the vows at the wake.' | |
| 'Lost in the prescription, she's got something else in mind.' | |
| 'Someone get me to the doctor, and someone call the nurse.' | |
| 'It's really quite pleasant except for the smell. Mama, we all go to hell.' | |
| 'We are, the very hurt you sold. And what's the worst you take, from every heart you break.' | |
| 'Sometimes I cry so hard from pleading. So sick and tired of all the needless beating.' | |
| 'So I spend my time with strangers, a condition and its terminal.' | |
| 'What will it take to show you that it's not the life it seems?' | |
| 'Can you hear me cry out to you. Words I thought I'd choke on, figure out.' | |
| 'And as the fragments of my skull begin to fall, fall on your tongue like pixie dust, just think happy thoughts.' | |
| | Lyrics | Song | Albulm |
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| 'A drink for the horror that I'm in. For the good guys and the bad guys.' | |
| 'At the top of my lungs, in my arms she dies. She dies.' | |
| 'There's a place in the dark where the animals go. You can take off your skin in the cannibal glow.' | |
| 'I took her down. And dressed in red and blue I squeezed.' | |
| 'Singing songs that make you slit your wrists, it isn't that much fun. Staring down a loaded gun.' | |
| 'But if you're troubled and hurt. What'chu got under your shirt. Will make them pay for the things that they did.' | |
| 'And there's no room in this hell, there's no room in the next. And our memories defeat us.' | |
| 'We'll love again, we'll laugh again. And it's better off this way.' | |
| 'I keep a gun in the book you gave me. Hallelujah, lock and load.' | |
| 'Tongue tied and oh so squeamish, you never fell in love. Did you get what you deserved?' | |
| 'Now turn away. Cuz I'm awful just to see. Cuz all my hair's abandoned all my body.' | |
| 'I'll make you understand. And you can trade me for an apparition.' | |
| 'Well don't I look pretty walking down the street, in the best damn dress I own.' | |
| 'And in our beds, I could hear you breath with help from the machines. Every hour, on the hour, they drew blood.' | |
| 'Now I know, that I can make you stay. But where's your heart?' | |
| 'The hole you put me in, wasn't deep enough. And I'm climbing out right now. Your running out of places, to hide from me.' | |
| 'Save me (get me the hell out of here) Save me (Too young to die my dear) You can't' | |
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