We could be perfect one last night And die like lovers when we fight And we can settle this affair If you would shed your yellow take my hand And then we'll the mystery of laceration gravity This riddle of revenge please understand it has be this way
Stand up fucking tall Don't let them see your back And take my fucking hand And never be afraid again
We've only one chance to put at an end and cross the patron saint of switchblade fights You said we're not celebrities, we spark and fade, they die by threes I'll make understand and you can trade me for an apparition
Stand up fucking tall Don't let see your back And take my fucking hand And never
Trust, said Who put the words in your head Oh how wrong we were to think That immortality meant never dying
Stand Take my hand Take my fucking...
Stand up fucking tall Don't let them see your back And take my fucking And never be afraid again