Paroles de Living To Die
You best beware of the street light.You better lock up the door.
I'm hated, i'm rated, I know i've been wasted.
Misguided, cold hearted,
I know i'm the liar.
[Chorus:]
What's the sense there's only sorrow.
Sew up my eyes.
What's the chance of no tomorrow.
When you're living to die.
I've been walking a fine line.
I've been turning to stone.
Ill fated, B rated,
I know i'm all jaded.
Been tired, got wired.
Now i'm uninspired.
[Chorus:]
What's the sense there's only sorrow.
Sew up my eyes.
What's the chance of no tomorrow.
When you're living to die.
I've been up top, i've been knocked down. Now you know how it feels to be alive.
Revolution is your question
Couch burning mother-fucker
[Chorus:]
What's the sense there's only sorrow.
Sew up my eyes.
What's the chance of no tomorrow.
When you're living to die.
The scene of death is the decay of time.
Shortness of breath bring on the flatline.
What's the sense there's only sorrow.
Sew up my eyes.
What's the chance of no tomorrow.
When you're living to die.
I've been walking a fine line.
I've been turning to stone.
Ill fated, B rated,
I know i'm all jaded.
Been tired, got wired.
Now i'm uninspired.
[Chorus:]
What's the sense there's only sorrow.
Sew up my eyes.
What's the chance of no tomorrow.
When you're living to die.
I've been up top, i've been knocked down. Now you know how it feels to be alive.
Revolution is your question
Couch burning mother-fucker
[Chorus:]
What's the sense there's only sorrow.
Sew up my eyes.
What's the chance of no tomorrow.
When you're living to die.
The scene of death is the decay of time.
Shortness of breath bring on the flatline.
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