poet i'm sick of your pretty lies.
and it was about the song that sang of the shelves i wished you on.
now sing along.
and i used to wish my heart as good my heart as strong.
and i used to wish i.
don't say it's gone.
i'll pull the truth to you.
and even if it breaks us both down.
don't say it's gone
Gimme, Gimme, Gimme!
Pigs
The Time It Took
The Time It Took
Bastards
Wasted
Wasted
Bastards
Bastards
Dancing On The Face Of The PantherDancing On The Face Of The Panther
Dying By Degrees
Dying By Degrees
Wasted
Little Death
Dying By Degrees
Little Death
Dancing On The Face Of The PantherDancing On The Face Of The Panther
Division
Division
Blinders