on cold island Living on cold island The radio is faint Victories and voices Keep calling you a saint Living on cold island You can't escape the flames Burning
poured me out a drink I sniffed and crossed myself My hand decided that the time was nigh And for a moment it slipped from view And when it returned, it fairly burned
Mama still tries, to open his eyes 'cause the way a man lives is the way a man dies His father's doing twenty-five to life 'cause the love of money
Stick and stones, a few clam living bones Salt and water melt my skin If you don't set sail, you'll end up in the belly of a whale No swallow saint will
tell you're not alone Locked behind those bars of you, wish there was a way I could help, too young to know what to do, lessons burn the point you've proven This love
're doing and love me now I'm making my move come on and love me now Stop what you're doing and love me now I'm making my move come on and love me now
blaze and forever stay high Don't try to understand it, this life you can't plan it Just don't take it for granted Life, to live while you live Death
worse for the living Struggling and burned and one calender month before giving Giving up the ghost of Christmas past Valentines post and easter mondays past Could this dying be done,Would love
me if you worked for starvin' students Downin' all beer types, from St. Ide's to Red Stripe (Yipes) The menace stuffin' mics down motherfuckers windpipes Has returned to burn
found a home You are living You are breathing I can feel your presence in me All the prayers to the saints Every votive burned But now I know from within Your loving
Where I sit atop this dune. I was destined for this vantage point Which is so far from the Sea I've lived it in the pages of Saint-Exupery From Paris
sing my song the best I can (show 'em) Therefore I am All you mean to npg to the maximum want you to understand somethin'-asta [come/when] me say [no/love
in the cornea/ nothing but the ovena?¦ that you burn your vibe with/ Ia??ve seen the knife collide with some goliath-sized pricks/ Uppercut cause they fuckina?? love
Oh, anybody who hurts a child is gonna burn until it's done" "Everybody is down here", I said "Who's up in Heaven with God and the Son" Oh, some saints
These are the days. The end complete. The world was burning to the sound of the suffering. You are the jury, we are the saints. Our minds divide, the
for hire It?s what we waited for Hey Gloria, This is why we?re on the edge The fight of our lives been drawn to this undying love. Gloria, Viva La
anything why do i question love when it burns so deep inside my chest why do i live in fear when i always know that i'm under his blanket are you a saint
Hey Jackboot Fuck your war Cause I'm fat and in love and no bombs are falling on me for sure But I'm scared to death That I'm living a life not worth