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BOYS NIGHT OUT The Fine Art Of Making It Out Alive
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Kiss me on the forehead, angel, before I go to sleep
I can't remember if it's thursday or december
I've been keeping track of dates by counting hangovers and bottles on my floor
My mangled memory is making a big mistake, misfortune for
(Forgive me, God help me, you're blessed and alive)
(So promise me (still promise me), that you'll survive to bury me)
Just empty all the alcohol, and chronicle the chemical
But don't forget the cigarette, remember every effort
(__________________, for once we're broken, and ______ your abuse, ___________ cuz i'm broken, we're guilty of self-abuse, cuz we're killing self-abuse)
Maybe we can get past these addictions
But the bodies' piling up
On a whole other story
Unless there's something strong enough
Maybe we can get past these addictions
But the bodies' piling up
On a whole other story
Unless there's something strong enough
Maybe we can get past these addictions
But there's bodies piling up
(So promise me (still promise me), that you'll survive to bury me)
Now maybe we can just pretend
That this recovery won't depend on moderation
And in the end the same routine will leave me dead
Now maybe we can just pretend
That this recovery won't depend on moderation
And in the end the same routine will leave me dead
just empty all, the alcohol... or baby we're dead
Tomorrow we'll wake up in time
To stop this double suicide
Through kisses laced with cyanide
With one last look with bloodshot eyes
(I guess this is what they call killing yourself like a dance, I guess this is what they call killing yourself, if i go, dance)<
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