Well now is the time to say your prayers, and now is the time to show your stuff Cause' people talk but people separate, it's the same damn excuse
Alone at last, we can sit and fight. And I've lost all faith in this blurring light, But stay right here we can change our plight. We're storming through
Verse 1.: Take my photo off the wall if it Just won't sing for you 'Cause all that's left has gone away and theres nothing there for you to prove Chorus
Go! Awake at night you focus, On everyone whose hurt you, Then write a list of targets, Your violent lack of virtue. Leave us alone! You're on your
I don't wanna be! Hello my love, well good riddance and farewell to you. This marks the day we met on your terms. Hello my hate, well this marks the
[spoken:] Standin' alone, in the soot and stone, He draws from his holster, a man. Crawlin' alone, in the soot and stone, He makes his way home half
means it) Born on to me (Never let go) Take me away (Well, it means it) Born on to me (Never let go) Black roses await It pains to say Black roses
You kissed the lips of evil, two months its all the same You begged for this man's approval, like all the rest you'll die in vain. Sit down this wont
Well let's pack our bags and head west. Where the cites only breed evil, yes. The entertainment news becomes approach. But sex, drugs, and ballads wake
I open my lungs dear, I sing this song at funerals... No rush. These lyrics heard a thousand times, just plush. A baby boy you've held so tightly, this
: Well now is the time to say your prayers, and now is the time to show your stuff Cause' people talk but people separate, it's the same damn excuse
: I don't wanna be! Hello my love, well good riddance and farewell to you. This marks the day we met on your terms. Hello my hate, well this marks the
: Go! Awake at night you focus, On everyone whose hurt you, Then write a list of targets, Your violent lack of virtue. Leave us alone! You're on your
: [spoken:] Standin' alone, in the soot and stone, He draws from his holster, a man. Crawlin' alone, in the soot and stone, He makes his way home half
: Well let's pack our bags and head west. Where the cites only breed evil, yes. The entertainment news becomes approach. But sex, drugs, and ballads
: I open my lungs dear, I sing this song at funerals... No rush. These lyrics heard a thousand times, just plush. A baby boy you've held so tightly,
: Alone at last, we can sit and fight. And I've lost all faith in this blurring light, But stay right here we can change our plight. We're storming through
: You kissed the lips of evil, two months its all the same You begged for this man's approval, like all the rest you'll die in vain. Sit down this wont
