all I've given to you Its not much but its all I ever had I wish that I could do more for you And I swallow the pride that remains I feel so shallow
design for life A design for life A design for life A design for life I wish I had a bottle Right here in my pretty face To wear the scars To show from
We were doomed from the start, as most lovers are are. Why am I doing this? Digging my own grave. Though it's shallow, I would lie in it. We're down in
We were doomed from the start, as lovers are. Why am I doing this? Digging my own grave. Though it's shallow, I would lie in it. We're down in the basement
tolls with our morning coffee Oh, government, you have lost your feeling for life It is war that you reap But the loss is too great and the pain is too deep The scars
got one world; still we take it in stride, In this one life we stand still waiting to die. Verse 2 a?? Pressure Now if life is what you make it it's
this pain, deny all the hurt, deny my own pity life. The gentle dance - to caress, infest, a gate in my mind towards another life, this one already forgotten
I wear my scars like the rings on a pimp I live life like the captain of a sinking ship The one thing that i can guarantee I'm like a stepping razor,
seeker next to me She had a heart with hesitant, halting speech That turned to mine and asked belligerently What do I live for? I see the scars of searches
?s upside down Making wicked smiles, wicked frowns, we get down With our own gangster sound Static kingdoms break you and your manhood shallow With shanks
My voice fell at the word of yours in my heart My shallow ideas fall far before your feet To know all of these would be to know your hand But my frailty
me how to die) demonic angel tells me all these things but she lies to me (someone save my life) when will she come again love is like a shallow grave
eyes Take another as curled up cries of Shallow Hating Vision Fading Permanence it's Permanence it's Permanence it's Permanence it's Scarred and scared
We were doomed from the start, as starters are. Why am I doing this? Digging my own grave. Though it's shallow, I would lie in it. We're down in the
accrue And blight Her stars However scarred To better bitter truths Of cold bloodbaths As bodies rose In rigid droves To haunt Her from their Shallow
They tell enough of how I fell in love With the goddess creeping deep inside you And with the tumult up above him roaring Isaac sought her shallow grave
've changed into another mood Don't look to me to help you through Is it the way we'll keep on going, living each day so you'll keep hoping Shallow scars
