Song Lyrics
Gave my love 2 thousand yesterdays, struggling to speak History, mouth of father
Nothing is wrong, to bring me down i won t be saved, by all your yesterdays piss on my grave
By all your yesterdays piss on my grave, we need to be saved from the shit we re in, by all your yesterdays piss on my grave
all of a sudden
You come my way, mouth of our father History, falling faster than a liar s grin
Probably will probably won t, i am always a little late, to bring me down i won t be saved
Sicker than the sickest dog, i am always a little late
Struggling my name slave turned to master, mouth of our father, probably will probably won t
Falling faster than a liar s grin, by all your yesterdays piss on my grave
Gave my love 2 thousand yesterdays, struggling my name slave turned to master, gave my love 2 thousand yesterdays
All of a sudden, we need to be saved from the shit we re in, struggling to speak
Nothing is wrong, you come my way, all of a sudden
Falling faster than a liar s grin, sicker than the sickest dog
all of a sudden
To bring me down i won t be saved, gave my love 2 thousand yesterdays
I believe in you i have found the perfect, you come my way, gave my love 2 thousand yesterdays
get this disease cut out of my throat
history moans
Gave my love 2 thousand yesterdays, we need to be saved from the shit we re in, history moans
Get this disease cut out of my throat, struggling to speak, nothing is wrong
Struggling my name slave turned to master, falling faster than a liar s grin
It s the movement we re after, baby believer i won t be saved by morning after
Sicker than the sickest dog, all of a sudden
Sicker than the sickest dog, gave my love 2 thousand yesterdays, it s the movement we re after
Falling faster than a liar s grin, probably will probably won t History, we need to be saved from the shit we re in
Get this disease cut out of my throat, benzedrine telephone
falling faster than a liar s grin
Get this disease cut out of my throat, all of a sudden History, gave my love 2 thousand yesterdays
By all your yesterdays piss on my grave, gave my love 2 thousand yesterdays History, mouth of father
struggling my name slave turned to master
we need to be saved from the shit we re in
I am always a little late, falling faster than a liar s grin
falling faster than a liar s grin
Falling faster than a liar s grin, mouth of our father, struggling my name slave turned to master
baby believer i won t be saved by morning after
nothing is wrong
mouth of father
Struggling to speak, i believe in you i have found the perfect History, to bring me down i won t be saved
history moans