Props & Mayhem

Self medicate
While they sleep, we let the night chase
Evil things away
And we're like animals homesick from shows
We've got to kill everything before the night gets wasted

Maybe it's seem so strange
But we don't even stress at all
'Cause we've got poisons in our well...
(Poisions in our well)

Come at me with everything you've got.

Burst into flames, scream in the dark
I'm gonna light up this place
And die in beautiful stars tonight

Does it even make a difference?
When I'm sober, I feel pain
'Cause we run under the stars through cemetery backyards,
Celebrate the way the night hides scars.

So dance!
If it moves you
Jump in the fire
If it burns you
I'll throw my arms around you darling
And we'll turn to ashes drown me in the flames

Burst into flames, scream in the dark!
I'm gonna light up this place and die in beautiful stars!

But what if these demons keep falling from the sky?
It's alright
'Cause sometimes I love the way you swing the blade at everything in sight!

Separate me from my own two hands, I've killed so many times,
But I can't save the world from the creatures that don't die.

I kinda like the way you tell me, "Baby, please come home,
I need you here right now,
I'm crying underwater so you don't hear the sound."

Burst into flames (What do you do when you're out of time?)
Scream in the dark (Where do you go when they're right outside?)
I'm gonna light up this place (And how do you scream when there's no one left around?)

And I will be the only light
I'll be the only light

Похожие новости.

Baby Loves That Way

(Baby loves that way) Yes, she does, yes she does (Baby loves that way) Oh, I love my baby (Baby loves that way) Ooh, I gotta take her (Baby loves that way) Yep,

Cinderella Man

Yeah, You know technically, Im not even really supposed to be here right now, So fuck it, might as well make the most of it. Ahh ah ah ah eh eh eh eh

Cruel, Cruel Luck

cruel, cruel luck oh so pure and sweet and so marvelous that you can`t take your two hands off it yes, you wouldn`t even try cruel, cruel luck oh so cold and mean and so beautiful that you don`t

Максове

Я обійму тебе за стан або за шию так зручніше мов двоголовий наркоман наша скульптура поколише знов зарипають хвіртки тіні зникнуть в підворітні об стіни задзвенять пляшки підпухнуть промені досвітні врешті я нап"юсь як пес а ти як кицька

Pisces Fish

Mm mm hmm hmm hmm hmm hmm hmm hmm hmm hmm mm Rowers gliding on the river Canadian geese crap along the bank Back wheel of my bike begins to quiver The chain is