Song | I'm The Best At Ruining My Life |
Artist | From Autumn to Ashes |
Album | The Fiction We Live |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Gross, Mark, Perri | |
I've boarded up the windows | |
To keep the morning from intrusion | |
I've left it on the doorknob | |
Could you please just not disturb | |
On days like this we find it so hard to push ourselves up and out of bed | |
When nothing falls in favor of | |
I have so many things | |
I would like to explain to you | |
But I don't know just how to | |
Communicate | |
I can't take this body shaking | |
Dress and we'll begin | |
Nights can be so violent | |
When beds become vacant | |
I've blown it once again | |
This would have been the last offense and | |
You should have been here months ago | |
With open arms and honest face | |
Addres full doubt you've ever felt frustration, well I'm choking on it now | |
And it's the hardest thing for me to shake | |
I have so many things | |
I would like to explain to you | |
But I don't know just how to | |
Communicate | |
I can't take this body shaking | |
Dress and we'll begin | |
Nights can be so violent | |
When beds become vacant | |
Is it because of this | |
Vacancy that you swear | |
never to, to believe? | |
Honestly honest me | |
With a look that's so deceiving | |
I'll bite, chew, swallow, and | |
Digest the hands that feed me | |
With a bayonet for a tongue | |
Swallow swords inadvertently | |
And to the organ flame I'll maintain a close adjacency | |
I have so many things | |
I would like to explain to you | |
Farewell to all the days you were | |
Within my reach | |
And as of right now everything is making perfect sense | |
As of right now everything is making perfect sense | |
I can't take this body shaking | |
Dress and we'll begin | |
Nights can be so violent | |
When beds become vacant |
zuo qu : Gross, Mark, Perri | |
I' ve boarded up the windows | |
To keep the morning from intrusion | |
I' ve left it on the doorknob | |
Could you please just not disturb | |
On days like this we find it so hard to push ourselves up and out of bed | |
When nothing falls in favor of | |
I have so many things | |
I would like to explain to you | |
But I don' t know just how to | |
Communicate | |
I can' t take this body shaking | |
Dress and we' ll begin | |
Nights can be so violent | |
When beds become vacant | |
I' ve blown it once again | |
This would have been the last offense and | |
You should have been here months ago | |
With open arms and honest face | |
Addres full doubt you' ve ever felt frustration, well I' m choking on it now | |
And it' s the hardest thing for me to shake | |
I have so many things | |
I would like to explain to you | |
But I don' t know just how to | |
Communicate | |
I can' t take this body shaking | |
Dress and we' ll begin | |
Nights can be so violent | |
When beds become vacant | |
Is it because of this | |
Vacancy that you swear | |
never to, to believe? | |
Honestly honest me | |
With a look that' s so deceiving | |
I' ll bite, chew, swallow, and | |
Digest the hands that feed me | |
With a bayonet for a tongue | |
Swallow swords inadvertently | |
And to the organ flame I' ll maintain a close adjacency | |
I have so many things | |
I would like to explain to you | |
Farewell to all the days you were | |
Within my reach | |
And as of right now everything is making perfect sense | |
As of right now everything is making perfect sense | |
I can' t take this body shaking | |
Dress and we' ll begin | |
Nights can be so violent | |
When beds become vacant |
zuò qǔ : Gross, Mark, Perri | |
I' ve boarded up the windows | |
To keep the morning from intrusion | |
I' ve left it on the doorknob | |
Could you please just not disturb | |
On days like this we find it so hard to push ourselves up and out of bed | |
When nothing falls in favor of | |
I have so many things | |
I would like to explain to you | |
But I don' t know just how to | |
Communicate | |
I can' t take this body shaking | |
Dress and we' ll begin | |
Nights can be so violent | |
When beds become vacant | |
I' ve blown it once again | |
This would have been the last offense and | |
You should have been here months ago | |
With open arms and honest face | |
Addres full doubt you' ve ever felt frustration, well I' m choking on it now | |
And it' s the hardest thing for me to shake | |
I have so many things | |
I would like to explain to you | |
But I don' t know just how to | |
Communicate | |
I can' t take this body shaking | |
Dress and we' ll begin | |
Nights can be so violent | |
When beds become vacant | |
Is it because of this | |
Vacancy that you swear | |
never to, to believe? | |
Honestly honest me | |
With a look that' s so deceiving | |
I' ll bite, chew, swallow, and | |
Digest the hands that feed me | |
With a bayonet for a tongue | |
Swallow swords inadvertently | |
And to the organ flame I' ll maintain a close adjacency | |
I have so many things | |
I would like to explain to you | |
Farewell to all the days you were | |
Within my reach | |
And as of right now everything is making perfect sense | |
As of right now everything is making perfect sense | |
I can' t take this body shaking | |
Dress and we' ll begin | |
Nights can be so violent | |
When beds become vacant |