Song | Cemetery |
Artist | Say Anything |
Album | The Myspace Transmissions |
Artist:say anything | |
Songs Title:cemetery | |
There's a cemetery deep below the sea | |
Where the space is reserved | |
For fools like me | |
Tried to kill myself at least a dozen times | |
But nothing seems to turn out right | |
Something's got to turn out right | |
Now I'd rather wait a half-a-century | |
Soiling the bed belligerently | |
Even when I go blind and lose my mind | |
Nothing Seems to turn out right | |
Something's got to turn out right | |
Your in my body | |
You You're in my body | |
You're in my body | |
That's where I think about you | |
In my body | |
You you're in my body | |
You're in my body | |
That's where I think | |
If you want to when we die | |
We'll send you someplace way up high | |
The gates will show you through | |
If they ask me I'm with you | |
There's no one who imagines like you | |
You're convinced | |
That there's somewhere that we'll go to | |
Not a first class trip to the abyss | |
But tell me do you still feel this | |
Tell me do you still feel this | |
You're in my body | |
You you're in my body | |
You're in my body | |
That's where I think about you | |
In my body | |
You you're in my body | |
You're in my body | |
That's where I think | |
If you want to when we die | |
We'll send you some place way up high | |
The gates will show you through | |
If they ask me I'm with you | |
If I'm in that lake of fire | |
I will call your name 'till I expire | |
The last thing that I will do | |
I'll tell them I'm with you | |
Last cigarette | |
Last Percocet | |
Now the noose will turn into a tourniquet | |
It's the end of me | |
It's the death of me | |
I won't let the poison take control of me | |
Last Cigarette | |
Last Percocet | |
Now the noose will turn into a tourniquet | |
It's the end of me | |
It's the death of me | |
Watch the kingdom crumble down in front of me | |
If you want to when we die | |
We'll send you someplace way up high | |
The gates will show you through | |
If they ask me I'm with you | |
And I'll face the one who made | |
My disgusting heart from a lump of clay | |
He'll ask me what got me through | |
If he asks me, it was you |
Artist: say anything | |
Songs Title: cemetery | |
There' s a cemetery deep below the sea | |
Where the space is reserved | |
For fools like me | |
Tried to kill myself at least a dozen times | |
But nothing seems to turn out right | |
Something' s got to turn out right | |
Now I' d rather wait a halfacentury | |
Soiling the bed belligerently | |
Even when I go blind and lose my mind | |
Nothing Seems to turn out right | |
Something' s got to turn out right | |
Your in my body | |
You You' re in my body | |
You' re in my body | |
That' s where I think about you | |
In my body | |
You you' re in my body | |
You' re in my body | |
That' s where I think | |
If you want to when we die | |
We' ll send you someplace way up high | |
The gates will show you through | |
If they ask me I' m with you | |
There' s no one who imagines like you | |
You' re convinced | |
That there' s somewhere that we' ll go to | |
Not a first class trip to the abyss | |
But tell me do you still feel this | |
Tell me do you still feel this | |
You' re in my body | |
You you' re in my body | |
You' re in my body | |
That' s where I think about you | |
In my body | |
You you' re in my body | |
You' re in my body | |
That' s where I think | |
If you want to when we die | |
We' ll send you some place way up high | |
The gates will show you through | |
If they ask me I' m with you | |
If I' m in that lake of fire | |
I will call your name ' till I expire | |
The last thing that I will do | |
I' ll tell them I' m with you | |
Last cigarette | |
Last Percocet | |
Now the noose will turn into a tourniquet | |
It' s the end of me | |
It' s the death of me | |
I won' t let the poison take control of me | |
Last Cigarette | |
Last Percocet | |
Now the noose will turn into a tourniquet | |
It' s the end of me | |
It' s the death of me | |
Watch the kingdom crumble down in front of me | |
If you want to when we die | |
We' ll send you someplace way up high | |
The gates will show you through | |
If they ask me I' m with you | |
And I' ll face the one who made | |
My disgusting heart from a lump of clay | |
He' ll ask me what got me through | |
If he asks me, it was you |