I Live it's Jesus, I Die it's Him. Yesterday I wanted to rule the world. Always be perfect and around How come I've been needing a purpose Assuming that the world even cares If we all live or die Or die Or die Or die. Vacations in bed with you like drunken summer kites.
If she can't say "Hello, ". It's influenced by The Strokes, on a drumbeat and basic bass lines. You're still lapping at the lardy teats of Hawthorne Heights. Does anyone feel blessed? We walked in a haunted place. Dark and starless, new catharsis. Caligula would have blushed. And I'll pray there ain't no hell. No one would care if i died. That made him smile with each time that they appeared. Scissor Sisters - Something Like This. If people don't like me, I'll try to outlive it, I know I'll forgive it, And live contentedly. You'd absorbed the knowledge of the calls of the birds. It's not easy having yourself a good time.
And a musty smell that drenched the nighttime air. Lock me out or let me in. Drowning far beneath the sea. He said he could entertain her an hour if she'll allow it. May Dale Earnhardt rest in piece. All of the things outside your city of cardboard. But there will come a day I'll understand. She resiliently thrives. Starlight is the second track on Black Holes And Revelations. Lyrics | | Biterswet. I love you all for the same reasons I could not shoot crippled horses. All the little critters lying on the ground. Hopefully peace will come my way. Begging for her chance to make things right. When they were closed before.
Smells like something I've forgotten. Suicide, suicide) it's either live or die I be. Please check the box below to regain access to. Never a thought for a consequence. I think sunlight's gone. And I lace up for another year. Lyrics for TRUE SOLDIER by Theophilus Sunday. Put a dollar in the box. Staring up at the placid blue of an October sky…. So we're making bad decisions, bad bad decisions tonight. Burning holes into the night. And that selflessness that won't allow her to take. Acting on my impulses, yes I am. But roots have always been a part of me.
I got no room you're in my face. I like the drumstick, you like the thigh. I was looking for a job and then I found a job. Whether I Live or Die. They turned to marbles rolling in my mouth. For that's the way I remember her best.
Piles of human and antiseptic as we cut the ugly. Fear nips at our heels. We're twisting another fatty tight. In my life, oh, why do I give valuable time. I am the victim of police brutality, now. Bang bang, shock dead.