Paroles de 65 Factory Outlets

I wont lay my dreams on your alter of sacrifice Take it The lies that you hold dear No longer affect me As your life is bought and sold I'll sit back and laugh at your... Burning... Draining... Dying... world. Dried out killed overused Drained of all that you give Don't expect another contender to be the object of this abuse I've given up on the dying It never gave me your peace Smile big sit straight now Let go of all your dreams (bleed yourself dry boy) You've made your decision, I've made mine So you can save your breath Selling me on your death Choose your own death You're already dead.