Fraudulent miracles make miracles sink ships
A rice paper princess gets two for her flinches
Fuck you
In the mists above perfection,
Rain on the parade made this crowning day the
The horns on the hood of a saint.
Fuck you
And never the two shall meet,
Said the tiger to its greatest fan.
The amount of love you wish to give is more than I can stand.
And now you leave me in defeat
Leave me a battered, broken man.
The amount of love you wish to give is more than I can stand.
Now I have you where I want you
I know that you are listening
This is my chance to tell you everything
Fuck you
My chance to tell you I love you
But I've waited too long
Now the record's over
Now the record's over
Fuck you again.

KORREKTUREN ÃœBERMITTELN