jueves, 23 de abril de 2009

Saylor Lake - Drop Dead, Gorgeous

You're all the fucking same.Worthless and waiting for a saviour,That was there all along.You're all the same poison,With perfect lives and cruel intentions.A trail of blood... You've fucking built the skin. Give the paper something to talk about.Give the readers something to talk about.Saylor lake's got a mean howl.Careful at night, better watch out! Decorate her funeral with open wounds,When the sorrow pours like waterDown a cold and restless body.Slowly flows a fiver,In the river we will gaze. You're all the fucking same.Worthless and waiting for a saviour,That was there all along.You're all the same poison,With perfect lives and cruel intentions.A trail of blood... Up the stairs, down the hall,Into the bedroom she crawled,To place a panicked phone call,But she was struck in the head with a blunt object. Decorate her funeral with open wounds,When the sorrow pours like waterDown a cold and restless body.Slowly flows a fiver,In the river we will gaze. I never thought that I would grow tired.Well I did.There once was a time where I lost my mind and I thought that I wanted this,But now I'm terribly mistaken for a fake.One day these cameras will steal my entire soul.When everything is gone,It's quiet and we want nothing more.