译文: 男孩夜出. 有我轮胎.
I'm sorry baby If my mood's been changin' But my social life Needs some rearrangin', yeah Well, I got nothin' Against my ole lady But every now and then
Abandon all hope, ye who enter here. This halfway house is home to a madman. His ghosts, and his perfect song. This year has been bruised and broken
[Singing:] Picture yourself in a nightmarish scene of such grotesque complexity that you'd kill to be dreaming. Your body's been dying, while your mind
Another year, another year. Raise your glass high. Leaves will fall, the snow will fall. Raise your glass high. Should old acquaintance be forgot, And
I've got the scars that I'm hiding From times that I should have died And I drink to remember them all But it's the ones I've inflicted That keep me addicted
When you're left with only a bullet I'll bring a trigger and a promise to pull it I'll be the end of everyone who's ever entered your life And taken pieces
baby, maybe you've got something i think that maybe we're on to something big bigger than i could have ever imagined tonight, it's worse tonight the
An I.O.U tattoo strung along the finer rips and tears of your heart And it is there to keep you together while we're all falling apart My conscience drifts
When you wake up to white walls And endless halls There's an emptiness that echoes through it all So sit back in your bed With your mind medicated And
You and me, you know that we were always funny in a car crash sort of way. Watch me bruise and bleed for you. I always knew that I'd end up dead today
The first night after your released, no one expects you to get much sleep. Your the waking walking dead. In my case, I'm not much better. Walk through
old habits die hard, growing bitter from trying to be broken while these comfortable routines are smothered with affection well, i choose to switch between
Last call at the hospital You slept through it all And these four walls warn you That your surgery, it might not be the key To fix the memory of you and
I can't believe how smart you think you are Do you even know I'm right behind you And that I saw you stumble home? Yeah, I was there when you took that
is it still you and me against the world? all i've got to lose are my teeth. we're gonna throw it down together tonight. we're gonna burn this town to
Kiss me on the forhead angel Before I go to sleep I can't remember if its Thursday or December I've been keeping track of days by counting hangovers And
(It's a good thing that I havn't slept in weeks Because right now, it seems that times are hard for dreamers) I've got a broken neck sense of mortality
