Alone at last we can sin and fight
And I've lost all faith in this blurring light,
Stay right here we can change our plight
Storming through this despite what's right
One final fight for this tonight.
Whoa-oh-oh
With knives and pens we made our plight.
Whoa-oh-oh
Lay your heart down, the end's in sight
Conscience begs for you to do what's right
Everyday it's still the same dull knife,
Stab right through and justify your pride
One final fight for this tonight.
Whoa-oh-oh
With knives and pens we made our plight.
Whoa-oh-oh
And I can't go on without your love, you lost, you never held on
We tried our best. Turn out the light. Turn out the light
One final fight for this tonight.
Whoa-oh-oh
With knives and pens we made our plight.
Whoa-oh-oh
And I can't go on without your love, you lost, you never held on
We tried our best. Turn out the light. Turn out the light
YOU ARE READING
My songs
PoetryI decided to write a song book! (I might even include a song I wrote) I do not own these songs, all credits go to the rightful owners. I got the lyrics from azlyrics.com because they're like the most reliable so yeah.
