[Intro] You never feed me, until it's too late, You never see me coming. It hurts my head when you tell me, Everything is alright. I tried to write
The red poison of your lips The red poison of your eyes Is where I kissed the blood from Just that corner of your mouth, where I can see the white of
Babylon is burning You're burning the street You're burning your houses With anxiety With anxiety Babylon is burning Babylon is burning With anxiety
And I wish it was sweeter, the taste of your mouth Because right now it hurts too much to be Closer than this and with one hard look I can tell that you
Forget the letter, just sleep sound tonight Pull back the covers without a fight But as we dance by emergency light I fail to swallow my tongue And I
The days I've felt alone And the sea, it brings me back again So that I can see my wife And I can see my child Home, I'm home, it never changes Same
Tied to the testin' of wills When my heart breaks and spills Left to the sight of the sky In your arms I'm defined Thrown to the wolves In the minds
Tied, tied to the testing of wills Where my heart, where my heart breaks And spills, left to the sight of the sky In your arms, in your arms I'm We're
Growing old around these streets Well, never really felt quite like, like anything Expect nothing and have the chance To really go somewhere that you
Carbon copy aftertaste The taste of lips so delicate Stop the click and watch the room Sitting pretty in full bloom Your stain on my fingers Like a headache
Dear friends of this academy Ohh, Romeo is bleeding to death To see a friend bleed to death And what for, some kind of metaphor That I can't see? So I
Revealing your desire, upon these ashes In your fear, it will swallow the river that divides There's no life in here at all To seek this self decay There
No matter where you go They?ll fucking tie you down And bleed you from your wrists (Bleed you from your wrists) Well, it?s better that we leave Leave
FUNERAL FOR A FRIEND - It's All The Rage. Why do we need this Who was it that said That great things come to men Well that fucker lied to us There
And the scars he will leave And the pain he inflicts Will burn out over time Make us stand out of line And the ash will break upon the shore Just like
In the black and white, you're wounds all bound Sitting at the table, you're biting nails all short We to the consequence of adultery Well as he rips
Congratulations, it's a boy Buried underneath the afterbirth of joy Sticks and stones will always break His bones can barely take the weight Of your breath
Wasting time It's over and ended Wasting time We deserve Hold that line They ask us in safety Hold that line when we talk I can see the headlights and