I'm all washed up at twenty and it's all my fault If love's an illness then I hope I get it I got it wrong, I got it wrong, I got it wrong I spend the
The drink is gonna kill us And the houses we go home We're waiting for the angels To save us from ourselves We're boarding up the windows And then locking
We'll pull it down, piece by miserable piece Refuse to live our lives Sell out the only friends we know We fight together We die together We'll pull
Last night I had a dream, I dreamt I died, The undertaker came for me to carry me all awry I couldn't afford a coffin, embalming tonight I jumped up off
I've got no good in me for anybody I've been ruined by the lies I told to everybody It's so desperately sad that my life has come to this I hope there
I've seen broken people smile, they're lying You can't buy us with your dollar bills You can't rule the world with your broken rule No one hopes for anything
Nehemiah, last survivor in this cynical world Sparks come from anywhere, it's the fire that matters Nehemiah, you are the leader, we all just follow Sparks
Blind men saw what no-one ever saw before Someone with nothing standing on the edge of the earth All roads lead to somewhere else I know I lost my way
Everything is out and it's perfect Perfect best tonight The black sky cracks with stars All the old days fall apart Stand up and hold your head up high
In sts'ikel the earth came rain down on us Let the fires burn till the cities fall Go be with your family and friends Hand in hand when it all ends Making
You and me are failure and surrender All my fears about losing you mean nothing to noone Someday I hope I tell you how much I love you I know in my heart
Mouths of dust and ruptured windpipe Fairytales for lying cheats They're lashing out like wolves in barbed wire Ring the bells and start the fires now
Everything is at its perfect, perfect best tonight The black sky cracks when the stars, oh they all just fall apart From this place we see the world,
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The signs above my head are clear to all An underachiever but a true believer Who never had a hope in hell I am the soldier, I am the soldier Who
I am burning in a smoke-choked house but Tonight is empty of warm glows and whispered good nights Riot, disorder, set the banks on fire Some old war
I lived my life between the cracks I carry sadness on my back I lose, I know, I always will I broke your heart and you broke mine I'm hoping that before
Lately in the hospitals The halfway homes and choking jails There's people on the mend again With hope to carry on again It makes me feel that something