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Needn't worry about tomorrow anymore, because you're dead.
Does anything still echo? Is there any trace left?
I know she still remembers, she sleeps with your picture by her bed.
They shaved your face and they washed your hair clean,
You were wearing the jacket that I met you in.
How could I not have guessed she would fall in love with the first boy she kissed in a casket?
God damn it. God damn, I miss my dead friend.
We buried your body into the heart of a hole in ground.
John Paul Allison, the orphan boy Pope.
She waits for you to haunt her,
She sleeps with your ghost at night in bed.
When you died, you were only twenty-six,
The most real person that I've ever met.
Your cold dead hands, your cold dead lips,
Your cold dead heart, your cold dead kiss.
- Álbum:
- Shape Shift With Me
- 23 Live Sex Acts
- Transgender Dysphoria Blues
- Unconditional Love
- True Trans
- Total Clarity
- The Original Cowboy
- New Wave
- Miscellaneous
- Searching For A Former Clarity
- Against Me! as the Eternal Cowboy
- Acoustic EP
- The Disco Before The Breakdown EP
- Against Me! Is Reinventing Axl Rose
- Crime As Forgiven By Against Me! (EP)
- Against Me! (EP)
- Vivada Vis
- Covered, A Revolution In Sound
- Remember Your Roots
- New Demos