One Dead Three Wounded piosenki

Were fucked. This is Business. We will choke without a witness. As a man you stand six feet high evolving a million years in a downward spiral. Cheap smiles wont hide the lie of love upon the bottom line we sign Stop searching for heartbeats in graveyards. T...

Hey kid listen, I'm trying to tell you about the human condition You are your own black hole. Hey kid listen, I'm giving depth to your flat world vision. You are your own black hole. Disown what you cant control You are your own black hole Silence, can you...

Paint it on a wall. Burning bridges is so 1999. Carve it into stone. I guess you were looking up when you passed your footprints in the sand. Drunk with self-righteousness, you forgot, you passed this point before. Because if character is based on the stabilit...

We've been living off your pulse in the abscence of light The only sensation we feel is the draft for the freezing outside Our eyes glance at the clock, waiting for the munites to move Bathed in digital light that paints everything in view. We've spent those p...

Apparently I got world war three inside of me I got a fucking war in me Dear Tim, stop screaming. Who the fuck do you think you're convincing? You keep screaming about the things that you won't change. You keep screaming about the worst things in your brain Y...

As compaionate assassins we're indecisive in matters of love and war We tend to forget the places we've explored and of the opportunties we fail to seize We'll do our best to ignore And our failed revolutions, none will be mourned Because we bought the right...

You got a piece of me. I know it ain't ever coming back. You got a piece of me; it shows that when I play with matches, I always get burned. And when you scream these words, carved with defensiveness, the higher you build your walls, the harder they will fall....

She said, "Your eyes are everything." But I'm the best liar you've ever seen. We are the anti-passion. You're thirty miles away. We are the anti-passion. Just meet me half way. And when these bridges burn, I'll bleed this river dry and walk to you. My throat w...

He said, "I'm sorry for a sad farewell." My heart is weak; it sways between the cynical and proud. I have to turn my back on you and all of this. This was a daytime promise and the sunlight bids adieu. Through virgin screams and guitar strings we bore the loud...

I used to befriend ghosts like you but time has betrayed us both. These campfire secrets are over dead men's bones with graveyard hopes of seeing home. A mild mannered man with cheap cologne; blanketed by the arctic embrace of this city. Those towers of money,...

This noise won't get far. If it reverberates off the wall. And a decibel escapes the hall. It won't be heard at all. Don't move. Stay where you are. This world will tear you apart. Moving Units means more than the art. Sound scans weigh more than your heart....

If we're still breathing when this river invades our lungs, I'll save a bullet for you. Our insecurities lay naked on a bed ripe for a bashing. This is my burden and my crippled legs, can't run away from this. In this suit and tie, I hang myself from this nylo...

We've been planning our obsolescence Would you dance on our defeat when we plan our death in a week? We've been planning with every word we're confessing Will you meet me in the streets when these songs are obsolete? By the time you read this we'll be. We'll...

Highway miles make you far from me On these highways you'll find some pretty faces dispersed among the most desolute places A million miles from hometown empbraces You'll find warmth in the arms of perfect strangers To the floor in pieces Some songs will resur...

God damn these frightened, frigid hands and all our long forgotten plans. Clocks lie; we have no time and all. I won't deny you again, my friend. I was the one who betrayed you and Philadelphia is a ghost town without you. Our youth is dust on the side of the...

I haven't had the time to write in such desperate times So I'll begin. I wore out my lungs today. Been screaming for this to change. Nothing but hot air ever reached your brain. I calmed myself to disprove the glory of your American Dream. Tonight we try to wi...

I bite my nails until they bleed. I close my eyes, I disappear. She was my heroin; she was my love and hate. She was perfection in a pill that takes me away. This is life as addiction. This is love without a gun. This is my heart in ink as bold and black as th...

Sometimes it seems, kids like you and me learn failure at too young of an age Before the blue blood leaks red from our veins. I got some advice for your runaway types for you lifelong escapists. Jesus Christ won't save us. My feet ache from an eight hour day...