In this grave hour, I have composed our final song:
The last words of our love lost, of our love lost.
I called your hands home for years, for years, for years, for years on end.
It's become distant and I hate my helpless defiance. No.
You have no problem finding me, although you only commit unintentionally, unintentionally.
I do it for the Lord, I do it for Chicago.
I once lived for you, and I've never ever been
So wrong, wrong, wrong. x2
We keep building, building to find no release.
1 | Born To Lose |
2 | Hey John, What's Your Name? |
3 | HTML Rulez D00d |
4 | Danger Wildman |
5 | Mammoth |
6 | Dez Moines |
7 | Louder Than Thunder |
8 | First Sight |
9 | Assistant To The Regional Manager |
10 | Supernova |