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Want to take a chance, want to wait
But it burns cut me what you want
But give me just a little more
I already know how it's going to feel to let you go
Cough me aside, put me out like a cigarette
But I won't forget, I'm not dead, I'm not fine
Feed me lies all of this time spent sitting in my room
Trying to match with the faceless blood
Cut me what you want
But you give me just a little bit more
I'm running out of words so listen up
'Cause here I go, I'm not dead, I'm not alive
Feed me truth, kill my friends
Unless they do what I say
I need silence, I need addiction
I need a reason for my sins before
I die, I'm not dead
Tell me lies, feed me truth
Come on, baby, please be true
So I put cigarettes in my eyes
- Album:
- The Bronx (IV)
- The Bronx
- La Muerte Viva (EP)
- Mariachi El Bronx
- Miscellaneous
- Live Cuts (Live at Teragram Ballroom and the Independent,...
- The Bronx III
- The Bronx (I)
- The Bronx II
- The Bronx (Explicit Version)
- Ribcage
- (IV)
- ATO Records Spring Sampler 2013
- The Hi-Fi Live Highlights
- CMJ New Music Monthly, Volume 116: September 2003
- X-Ray CD#12
- Kerrang! Ripped
- Bats!
- Up Sampler 13
- Rock Sound: Music With Attitude, Volume 55