like a whole in a 45
there's an emptiness in all our lives
lost innocence and tired eyes
and there's oil burning in the east
but it isn't for the lamp of peace
we're already dead, the breathing deceased
people suffer, but we just need what we need
leaving marks in backs, wish i could change the past but..
so we spend these beer-stained nights
searching for the things that i won't find
revolving doors of internal wars..
someone please sew my mouth shut
supporing afghan renegades
with a rose and a razorblade
hitting pipes under city lights
hung himself on christmas day
day before i heard his best friend say
everyone he loves are in their graves
stuck in these lonely caves we fucking can't escape
straws empty bags and a broken ramones tape
so we spend these beer stained nights
searching for the things that i won't find
meaningless sex, who's sheets am i in??
it's uneasy stench stains my skin
so read me mylast rites with self hate crimes
panhanling for hope under smog-filled skies
someone please sew his mouth shut
give us something to ease this pain
take it all but it won't go away
bloodstained we walk in vain
straight jacket...we're being restrained
give us something to ease this pain
take it all butit won't go away
bloodstained but all hope is not in vain
motionless, release the chains
10000 beer stained nights
searching for the things that i won't find
burning cross on my tv screen
the tension won't seize there will be no peace
so read me my last rites with self hate crimes
tied down she shot it up-we said goodbye
like a whole in a 45 there's an emptiness in all our lives lost innocence and tired eyes
and there's oil burning in the east but it isn't for the lamp of peace we're already dead, the breathing deceased
people suffer, but we just need what we need leaving marks in backs, wish i could change the past but..
so we spend these beer-stained nights searching for the things that i won't find revolving doors of internal wars.. someone please sew my mouth shut
supporing afghan renegades with a rose and a razorblade hitting pipes under city lights
hung himself on christmas day day before i heard his best friend say everyone he loves are in their graves
stuck in these lonely caves we fucking can't escape straws empty bags and a broken ramones tape
so we spend these beer stained nights searching for the things that i won't find meaningless sex, who's sheets am i in?? it's uneasy stench stains my skin so read me mylast rites with self hate crimes panhanling for hope under smog-filled skies someone please sew his mouth shut
give us something to ease this pain take it all but it won't go away bloodstained we walk in vain straight jacket...we're being restrained give us something to ease this pain take it all butit won't go away bloodstained but all hope is not in vain motionless, release the chains
10000 beer stained nights searching for the things that i won't find burning cross on my tv screen the tension won't seize there will be no peace so read me my last rites with self hate crimes tied down she shot it up-we said goodbye