Paroles de Saylor lake

Drop Dead, Gorgeous

pochette album Saylor lake
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Date de parution : 14/08/2007

Durée : 0:04:07



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You're all the fucking same
Worthless
And waiting for a saviour
That was there all along
You're all the same poison
With perfect lives and cruel intentions
A trail of blood...
You've fucking built the skin
Give the paper something to talk about
Give the readers something to talk about
Saylor lake's got a mean howl
Careful at night
Better watch out!
Decorate her funeral with open wounds
When the sorrow pours like water
Down a cold and restless body
Slowly flows a fiver
In the river we will gaze
Up the stairs
Down the hall
Into the bedroom she crawled
To place a panicked phone call
But she was struck in the head with a blunt object
---i never thought that i would grow tired
Well i did
There once was a time where i lost my mind and i thought that i wanted this
But now i'm terribly mistaken for a fake
One day these cameras will steal my entire soul
When everything is gone
It's quiet and we want nothing more---

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