Living like half a man
by the roadside
while we're walking in the fire
life is a movement between the gutters and the stars
and you're not moving
source, tags and code
we blow them away with you
mr moustache is crying in silence
i wish i was you
he's needing to be touched by a woman's hand
i wish i was you
but words are only words
and yours are hollow as hell
we are going to war
you self-centered blogged bitches industry
we are the sound in your grave
we are the one who'll bury you all
Living like half a man
by the roadside
while we're walking in the fire
life is a movement between the gutters and the stars
and you're not moving
this is the end of bravery
source, tags and code
we blow them away with you
we are the sound in your grave
we are the one who'll bury you all