: Awake in silence I know it's far too soon to say goodbye But I will not worry now No one could tear you down Inside myself I found That you're the
: I gotta patch and wire through Just to get inside of you Now I'm reaching back and holding on to what was Was never there Then trust without thinking
: I don't need complacency now, it's such a bore Waiting not living, regrets they keep building Itching and clawing at my front door Life, breathing
: Silence lives in the aching of my bones A solemn friend but he's not alone I got no time to listen to you Running is over, running is dead I just wanted
: Overtaken from each side Temptation I can't deny Whispering in sweet demise is my two wives One says love and turn a cheek One says kill them while
: Adrift, now here I am, in blank submission Now I can't find a direction Trust, a failed attempt to a connection A broken heart my affliction I bled
: Break, well I leave it up to you Break, It's death and my sweet tooth We're in the back of the line Nobody cares They think we're all outta time Well
: She wore her wedding dress to the funeral She said the dead don't rest for the beautiful As she pulled her groom out from the ground She gives him
: I was walking ugliness With pride down the hall Past kings and critics Passed the eyes behind the wall And there's a home in this heart, There's a
: The mark of my pen, where should I begin Well I am the ink and the ink is running thin There's a weight on my chest, not atop but within Begging me
: Let's go! I see the mask on the face you try to hide I get all dressed up in my sexy suicide This fear that bleeds inside Soaks you to the bone What
: Walk on, walk on... Sink like a stone as you stick to my bones And I can feel myself deeper in you One hand in the fire dripping wet with desire
: Fight! You're afraid, like I make my deals with the devil You've been at it for years But couldn't? reach the next level Let's keep it real, this
: (Instrumental)
: Transpirando, en una jaula rozandome con lo peor de Acapulco (Gracias a Sofia por esta letra)
: Last year's old news I'm breaking out my six-string And playing from my heart It's not deja vu 'Cause it's another summer That's how this chapter starts
: We can't We can't back down (x4) Not right now We can't back down Not right now We can't back down We can't back down Don't close your eyes We're
: Oh Yeah All right Gather 'round, guys It's time to start listenin' Practice makes perfect But perfect's not working There's a lot more to music Than