Lip Gloss and Black - Atreyu

YEAH!

If I gave you pretty enough words

Could you paint a picture of us that works

With emphasis on function rather than design

Aren't you tired?

cause i will carry you

On a broken back and blown out knees

I have been where you are for a while

Aren't you tired of being weak?

Such rage that you could scream

All the stars right out of the sky

And destroy the prettiest starry night

Every evening that I die

I am exhumed just a little less human and lot more bitter and cold

I am exhumed just a little less human and lot more bitter and cold

I am exhumed just a little less human and lot more bitter and cold

I am exhumed just a little less human...

After all these images of pain

Have cut right through you

I will kiss every scar and weep

You are not alone

Then I'll show you that place,

in my chest where my heart,

still tries to beat;

It still tries to beat

Aren't you tired of being weak?

Such rage that you could scream

All the stars right out of the sky

And destroy the prettiest starry night

Every evening that I die

Live, Love, Burn, Die

Live, Love, Burn, Die

Live, Love, Burn, Die

Live, Love, Burn, ... Die!