Friday, April 09, 2010

Just one cheap thrill just to help you make it

There's a train leaving town, If you hurry up I think you just might make it

Dammit I hope you make it

Conscience is a faint, unpleasant sound, You've worried enough, but here's your chance so take it

Dammit I hope you take it

A heart attack is sleeping in your chest, waiting until the timing's best

So make a move, while you're still breathing

Say so long to innocence

From underneath the evidence

You taste like Heaven, but God knows you're built for sin

There's a lie, for every truth, If you take these pills, I think you just might make it

Dammit I hope you make it

When you were mine, was I for you, Just one cheap thrill just to help you make it

Dammit I hope you didn't fake it

Hypocrisy has really aged you well

The white on your nose is your secret to tell

So you should speak, while they're still listening

Say so long to innocence

From underneath the evidence

You taste like Heaven, but God knows your built for sin

You can scream out loud

But your pain falls on deaf ears

This is where you've brought yourself

And this is what you've always feared

There's a faceless crowd, with no sympathy

So you can scream out loud

But there's no one listening

Say so long to innocence

From underneath the evidence

You taste like Heaven, but God knows your built for sin

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