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Every Time I Die
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Pretty Dirty
Lyricist:Jordan Taylor Buckley, Keith Michael Buckley, Michael Novack, Andrew John Williams
The great American mischief has muted our hearts And our rhythms are met With the inharmonious grunts of electric guitars It's all but too much So nobody out there believes the obscene are reprieved Everybody get fed up
My baby better get high 'Cause, I got something that I need to confess The dead men talking are longing For so much more than simply the obvious Cut us off
We're suffering, hysterical Lighting the flare from the foot of her bed I've been begging you for less mercy than this But the only thing you need to know Is that you never wanted to know
Take it off, take it back Or take cover because we're nearing a nerve Dead is wasted on the patient So make haste and head for the wake
Now the hornets inhabit the hearts We've abandoned, we are the gone Cast aside our clothes like funeral roses And dance straight through the psalm Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com I was right all along
I'm dead in the water, don't come for me I was once alive in the desert's eyes On the day it wed the sea
I drew a chalk outline around your city I hushed the sobs in your halls But we both know that it's killer Baby, he'll outrun them all
There is so much shame In how little we've gained for so long Now the sky is falling And you're just repeating everything I say You're not listening close enough, it's a catastrophe
You have not been concentrating Pay attention there will be an exam Build an ark, build an ark Come bring us back to the ruin
Drifting out of our heads Taped off the sky above your city Dusted for prints on the chapel wall But we all know that it's killer Baby, I will outrun them all
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