
Date of issue: 27.03.2011
Record label: Rise
Song language: English
Dead After Dallas |
It’s not for the fame |
Not so much a catch and you fall apart |
It’s such a sad excuse |
I’ll hang Hang Hang |
Until it’s done |
Don’t ever tell me we’re the fucking same |
I’ve got bigger plans than this |
And it’s not for the fame |
Not so much a catch when you fall apart |
It’s such a sad excuse |
It’s all the same |
A sad excuse |
I’ve got a layer of hell sitting under my skin |
All these strings have become knots |
Let’s cut them all |
With only regrets I can hardly see straight |
So wash me white as snow |
With no persuasion and only contradiction |
These lies are all I know |
I need an answer |
I need the truth |
I need an outing |
(Why have we pushed so hard) |
All these strings have become knots |
And I’m bound to fall if I’m left on my own |
I have had it up to the brink |
So hang hang hang until it’s done |
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Truth Is... | 2011 |
Satans Slumber Party | 2011 |
Believe Me | 2011 |
Yes | 2011 |
Anxious | 2011 |
The Awe Song | 2011 |
Well, Oh Well | 2011 |
Sight At Sea | 2011 |
Reason To Fake | 2010 |
Silent Creek | 2010 |
Home Edition | 2010 |
Behind Locked Doors | 2010 |