Tech decks and tater tots Long talks and dirty thoughts And these are a few of my favorite things. My love for overthinking always helps to pass the
obvious you can't, you cant take the heat. Don't say, say this means everything. Its about who you are, not who your taking home tonight. This is our
re givin' up? Haven't even begun. You'll find the lock, We'll find the key. On through the avalon, Pacing our steps. This is how I'll find our
m not waiting on bated breath Because my heart is closing inside my chest sometimes you gotta believe to see There's no sleeping When we keep dreaming Never How can we lose our
You'll be suprised... By what you see tonight. You give, You want, You let go. I'll take your hand, And lead you to the fire. Now this is just
know this now. I know this must be true. We own the night, sleeping through everyday. Rack and ruin the consequence never ends in our favor. As the
Bitter sweet infatuation, Taken by hesitation. Cut all ties, And make a move toward self-destruction. Ever so elegant, In an adorable fashion.
Its not what they're giving Its just what they're taking away from me there's not much there to lose and I cant take this anymore or I'll wind up chaulked
the way you move. And if you hold on, I'm still at sixes and sevens. It's been so long and we stick together. This is our contract of company. This isn't where our
Virtue turns to vice, being misapplied. And vice sometimes by actions dignified. Now I have an axe to grind. Theres safety in numbers but yours are
made it by the skin of our teeth. With cuts and bruises, we did it all. We sing our songs like anthems for a lost cause. (Anthems For Our Lost Cause
the past have carried A lasting grudge toward a pure heart I'm calling out a false hero Lay your plans, I'll play Rome, false martyr, take a stand Lay
. As reward, he wipes our blood from his eyes... And the cross that he would use for his throne represents not life but death. Is this the way all heroes
for our love. compete for stage devote for name. it's all pathetically the same. convinced of starlight beauty. a must watch all tune in. a celebration heartache. hail false heroes
I hang on I have negative unbalance my guts Where they are not dumb to these false leaders anymore And now you want to achieve another worthless defeat. Welcome here the heroes
ready to ride August 4, 2001 A drunken police officer mows down an entire family in Brooklyn The judge lets him go with no bail It reminds us, of just how worthless our
your bumper? , so you're best to jump Bird thumps the fo' do' s-s, no stress D.a., no deal, uh, no contest False arrest like al capone and elliott ness