Esta cancion esta dedicada a una persona que me dijo que pusiera este grupo, y espero que te guste @NachaSalvatore. Comensare con la que no debe de faltar en esta lista. No olviden mandarme algunos pedidos de grupos que no deben de faltar con alguna canción en especial. Gracias por los votos y comentarios. :p
Atte. La Escritora.
KING FOR DAY
Vic:
Dare me to jump off of this Jersey bridge
But you never had a Friday night like this
Keep it up Keep it up lets raise our hands
Take a look up in the sky and I see me
red for the cancer, red for the wealthy,
Red for the drink that's mixed with suicide.
You're changing me.
Kellin:
Please, won't you push me for the last time,
I scream until there's nothing left
So sick of bleeding, I don't want this anymore.
The thought of you is no fucking fun.
You want a martyr, I'll be one because enough is enough,
we're done.
Vic:
You told me "think about it"
Well I did, now I don't wanna feel a thing anymore
I'm tired of begging for the things that I want,
I'm over sleeping like a dog on the floor.
The thing I think I love
Will surely bring me pain
Intoxication, paranoia, and a lot of fame
Three cheers for throwing up
The best of drama queens
You make me sick I make it worse by drinking late.
(push me)
Kellin:
Until there's nothing left
So sick of bleeding, I don't want too anymore
The thought of you is no fucking fun
You want a martyr I'll be one
Because enough's enough we're done
Vic:
You told me, "Think about it" well I did
Now I don't wanna feel a thing anymore
I'm tired of begging for the things that I want
I'm over sleeping like a dog on the floor.
Kellin:
Imagine living like a king someday.
A single night without a ghost in the walls.
And if the bass shakes the earth underground.
We'll start a new revolution NOW
(Here we go)
Vic:
Hail Marry, forgive me
Blood for blood, hearts beating
Come at me,
ESTÁS LEYENDO
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NonfiksiDedicado a las personas que les encantan este tipo de musica y que no se sientan solas por sentirse solas por escuchar esto, creanme no son las unicas. :p