"I Was A Prayer" as written by and Derek R Grant Mathew Thomas Skiba....
I am waiting 'til there's nothing left
I'm a prayer, all you see is breath
I am empty, I am skin and bones, I'm a ribcage
Well, I'm out the door with apathy
And I'm coming home with sympathy
I am realize, I am shame, I choose to stay here

You got a sign, so I pay the ransom
You felt sorry, so I fucked her outcome
Had a nice grip on my life 'til you twisted my arm
My arm

There's a song I love so much I stole
Every precious note I took, I sold
Now I spit out words 'til you see my lungs on the dance floor
To a hopeless cause, I sold my soul
A romantic plastic piece of shit you can mold
Until I break into chokable pieces

You got a sign, so I pay the ransom
You felt sorry, so I fucked her outcome
Had a nice grip on my life 'til you twisted my arm
My arm

And I open up like the back of a book
I ruin it within a drift, I kept looking (??)
I settle down like a rocket explodes
Hit the ground while I file every note (??)

You got a sign, so I pay the ransom
You felt sorry, so I fucked her outcome
Had a nice grip


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"I Was a Prayer" as written by Derek R. Grant Daniel Michael Andriano

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  • +2
    General Commentthese are copied verbatim from the book, read it before you post lyrics!

    I am waiting 'till there's nothing left
    I'm a prayer, all you see is breath
    I ampty, I am skin and bones, I'm a rib cage
    I am out the door with apathy
    But I'm coming home with sympathy
    I am realized, I am shamed, I choose to stay here

    (Below is where most the the errors are, I don't know why, the words are NOT hard to understand, but keep in mind, I'm sill using the book!)

    You got a sign, so I paid a ransom
    You felt sorry, so I felt a wrath come
    Had a nice grip on my life 'til you twisted my arm

    There's a song I love so much I stole
    Every precious note I took I sold
    Now I pit out words. Do you see my lungs on the dance floor?
    To a hopeless cause I sold my soul
    A romantic plastic peice of shit you can mold
    Untill I break into chockable pieces

    I open up like the back of a book
    I ruin everything with just a quick look
    And I settle down like a rocket explodes
    Hit the ground, but how far out who knows
    You got a sign, so I paid a ransom
    You felt sorry, so I felt a wrath come
    Had a nice grip on my life till you twisted my arm
    mastatsanon July 01, 2005   Link
  • +2
    General Commenthow have alk3 sold out?? what a loada shit, just cause they're doing well.
    Jack63815on June 23, 2006   Link
  • +1
    General CommentGood song.
    joeldale_97on March 19, 2005   Link
  • +1
    General Commentawesome song. i love the guitar intro
    ilovealkalineon March 20, 2005   Link
  • +1
    General CommentGreat lines:
    "A romantic plastic piece of shit you can mold
    Until I break into chokable pieces"
    Sadly, I can relate
    Paper Wingson August 01, 2005   Link
  • 0
    General CommentWhat album is this song from?
    shandon March 21, 2005   Link
  • 0
    General CommentCrimson :-)...it comes out May 24th for me...thats a long time. :-(
    shandon March 22, 2005   Link
  • 0
    General Commentbtw..the line is \"I ruin everything with just a quick look and i settle down like a rocket explodes.\"
    shandon March 23, 2005   Link
  • 0
    General CommentGreat song, but what do the first lines of the chorus mean? They seem to be pretty irrelevant to the rest of the song.
    Obiwan6986on March 24, 2005   Link
  • 0
    General Commenti believe the line in the chorus is "...so i faked her outcome..."
    soulsurgeryon March 24, 2005   Link

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