So what if your teeth hold a grudge,
So what if your grinning means nothing,
I bit my own hand clearly right off
I can't keep my mouth busy, i can't back up my spit.
The cursed, no one can change us.
The spells, no one can take us.
I'm tired of your breaking downs,
Ke

The scornful face of saturation, scorn, and heartless compassion.
A fully synthetic being functioning solely on a drive for acceptance, appeal, absence of thought, corrupting all I hold dear.
A sharp drive through the heart of my conviction, my heartfelt compassion.
Pull this rusty b

I hope you choke on my fucking heartbeat and drown in my blue blood.
The lonely walks bring out the lonely eyes.
The hunger dies because of the lies.
My stomach asks for something you can't give, something you can't feed me anymore.
I bet we believed nothing could change us.

We'll take the scene and burn it down, rebuild the love and take back the sound. We got miles of smiles and mouths full of gasoline. I am sure i can step outside and find a match from a clammy hand. Cold hands are about to get warmer, new ears are about to find a reason to this passion. (we want

we were born without eyes and the sockets were just break proof safes,
read these books and diaries,
that's how they said we could start clean, but,
I would rather staple my own hands to a train, then pray on knees that judge and blame.

She said with the cancer-curing voice of an angel
That I bet the rain is colder when you're standing next to me
And the ten, ten reasons why I'm still alive
Could fill the backseat of your girlfriend's

Ride, ride, ride

Enter the void of our simple minds
And he will le

Bright lights, wild nights,
Let's tear this shit apart!
Pass me another and it'll make everything alright.
We never stop,
We never sleep,
We just keep on running!
We're gonna hit the party,
So roll out that fucking carpet!
But it's not red enough,
And it's not

Same shit but a not amused.
Give us a way to fight these hardcore blues.
A simple mind for a world so blind, I give a shit about your so called grind.
So give me liberty or give me meth, same guitars are choking me to death.
To all the broken up bands we dropped in our hands.

This is it. The nights that stand on two the morning breakfast blues, we must not hold back what keeps us in tact. Our secret tired lonely eyes, still we keep out necks high. And while your cons and everlongs all sound the best. A plague builds from the space between your shirt and your chest. S

There's a smile
Hidden in everyone's step
And for every step taken
A piece of us begs to stay together.
Maybe everything I know
Is just made up, but I won't give up anytime soon.
Yes, I know my legs are tired and they would kill for some rest,
But my muscles are worki

Our heads are a couple of cases
And i am everything and miserable without you.
Three thousand miles can hold so much.
These miles of land.
The land is separation.

How much desperation in between?

Like a phone call with no reception,
Our heads are a couple of cases

The last time we spoke, we ended up no where
and it seems like my words
aren't any better than your quotes,
our speaches were reversed
just like the movements of our hands,
with every sentence I became more afraid
I remember every sentence and I remember every word,
b

Yesterday I fought the moon and lost.
But I am lunar now, so "we got to get out" and
Today I made a better version of a good diversion,
More to keep us mergin'.

And get head of the new crowd.
The new blood, the new guns, the young sons.
You say you got a better plan, we

A call to arms across this golden land.
The hearts of the future are pulsing in your hands.
And it's on me to heal them, and it's on them to need it, and it's on you to make me believe we stand a chance.
'Cause we are living in a fucking dream, now let's make this dream a reality.

If I could better myself, I swear I would,
I swear to god I'd fucking change myself
but the five billion hands of the world are pulling me down.
My veins are turning a dark blue,
I feel like dying, how about you?
Take the coins out from under your tounge
unsew the pockets

They said we might not come back from this one,
But who fuckin' cares,
At least it will make us into humans.
Shape my legs until they walk on order,
Shape my eyes so they wont tear up on command,
Shape this heart and make it harder than forever,
But remind me never to sti

Saturday.
You're gonna see who owns tonight.
We're dripping from these hearts that love to fight.
We might not wake up tomorrow but that's just fine.
We're done with what we're looking for.
I am living under your skin.
You wear my teeth around your neck and start to grin.

We could build a city in a single day,
but in a couple of seconds we would try
to bury our regrets.
They dont make caskets like they used to, with escape buttons.
So grab my chest and slip your fingers
through my ribs, hold on to this blood machine inside
because its all

I got this new way to hate,
A razorblade and some tapes,
Here's the ones who love to lose.

Now that I've swallowed mistakes some sailor's luck in the way.
I am stomaching what I can't chew.
I want some blood in the back of my throat, flatline, flatline and
"Today is a g

I am sick of noise, I am sick of toys, I want more. Just like "I want the moon" there's got to be more than just comfort. Feels like we're knocking on all the wrong doors. Give me the gold. I am selling this city that once sold me hope and burning the cash, cuz I've got no room for failure, and