November
18 December 2008
I'm the son of rage and love The Jesus of Suburbia From the bible of none of the above On a steady diet of soda pop and Ritalin No one ever died for my sins in hell As far as I can tell At least the o
To fall in love and fall in debt To alcohol and cigarettes and Mary Jane To keep me insane and doing someone else's cocaine And there's nothing wrong with me This is how I'm supposed to be In a land
Everyone is so full of shit Born and raised by hypocrites Hearts recycled but never saved From the cradle to the grave We are the kids of war and peace From Anaheim to the middle east We are the stor
To live and not to breathe Is to die In tragedy To run, to run away To find what you believe And I leave behind This hurricane of fucking lies I lost my faith to this This town that don't exist So I
I don't feel any shame I won't apologize When there ain't nowhere you can go Running away from pain When you've been victimized Tales from another broken home You're leaving... You're leaving... You
Här blev jag upplyft på min faders arm. Här blev jag vaggad trygg i moders famn. Här nötte jag mina första skor. Här har jag min syster och min bror. Här vill
Don't feel crappy, be happy=) I'm sad. But at the same time I'm really happy that something could make me feel that sad. It's like... it makes me feel alive, you know...it makes me feel human. And th
I don't wanna make this Harder than I have to This is how it has to be There's so many things I want to say But you just don't listen to me I don't want to hurt you You don't want to hurt me I can't s
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