Swallow dead drink oblivion The end resonate disastrous surrender No one likes to be the bearer of bad news But it's time to put this old girl down Our frames are riddled with holes No big loss by friendly fire Sew your seeds in the coffin Breed us foreign cuddle time dancers Bottoms up to cruel examples Here's to the times Here's to an epic failure Now take swift flight Aboard chariots in the sky We'll put the powder in our guns And take aim while our faces go numb The studious courtship of cold steel on flesh Zealots on rooftops will always shoot you down So light up the night Traffic is at a standstill We're laughing in the face of imminent death Flaunting our riches to the destitute The power lines hang too low around here Hanging their corpses from the overpasses We're dancing on the teeth of a bear trap The power lines hang too low around here Cup our hands against the murky window Eyes as wide as the sea In eager hopes of catching a glimpse Watching the lord undressTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
