Living like half a man by the roadside while we're walking in the fire life is a movement between the gutters and the stars and you're not moving
source, tags and code we blow them away with you
mr moustache is crying in silence i wish i was you he's needing to be touched by a woman's hand i wish i was you but words are only words and yours are hollow as hell
we are going to war you self-centered blogged bitches industry
we are the sound in your grave we are the one who'll bury you all
Living like half a man by the roadside while we're walking in the fire life is a movement between the gutters and the stars and you're not moving
this is the end of bravery source, tags and code
we blow them away with you
we are the sound in your grave we are the one who'll bury you all