Fat Amy piosenki

Half the while... you won't find a way It's always what you thought Just leaving it all again, is the only thing that he's got It won't help to feel the pain, he's always too cold to care Decisions that long were made spoken onto deaf ears It always seems...

Incapable of making anything make sense It's an unforeseen waste of all your time Resting endlessly, while there's still a chance How could this all be your fault or mine Inventing all of this... but it's only to wait for you Having everything that's wort...

She's learned to sleep with the lights on, and waits to cry When she's deep Stays out every night, comes in alone with his key It's easy to justify... you smell bourbon when he breathes Affections when you can, not nearly once or twice a week It's never w...

Quiets her mouth with his eyes Burning as they fade She whispers, "Please just try to keep good thoughts of me" As everybody passed her by, he's the only one who waited And she never blamed herself for trying And what's the difference anyway, Indifferent...

At peace, with your pain Seems like you hurt forever Didn't want you to go away Will it always feel the same way Not a word, at my turn to speak Could help anyone Nothing I could say will bring you back again This too shall pass away Bring it back agai...

Inching closer to finally realize, your will to live Became a will to die So quick to questioning everything, it feels so cold I'm finally in unfamiliar surroundings Please waste some time She looks down on me, she holds my hand Feel a ribbon of gray lac...

Feel the glow from the lampshade, it's the shadow that shows his age He's an old man with a weathered soul, who burned to live before he got Far too old He tells stories to fill the space Once he said, "it's so cold in early November... and all the sky and...

Staring down the walls, with your empty hands Never forced you to feel anything Stealing back the time and all the innocence of everything Has finally made you see... it's finally made you believe. We seem fortunate for pain And stale goodnights I've bee...

A makeshift mirror frames the tortured space She's got porcelain violet angels hanging around her waist And she's caught up in the middle of everything The steam pours off the cost as she steals the night It's the worthwhile gleam of the innocence mission...

She breathes she'd walk through fire for me And I led her She never talks to me, can you blame her I never followed her, to ask for her forgiveness She needs awhile to make it through And I turn to Purple I can't give you what you need .. for a sacrific...