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Senses Fail lyrics - The Irnoy Of Dying On Your Birthday


Title: The Irnoy Of Dying On Your Birthday
Artist: Senses Fail
Album: Let It Enfold You
Year: 2004
Submitted by: nessaXcore


just know
we are
a spec
in time

so follow your bliss
and destroy the beauty

i'll lock myself alone in a room
drink until the clock strikes noon
with just a pen a pill and some paper
and maybe i will write a sad song
or another clich poem
of the person that i long to be

i wanna die like jim morrison
a fucking rock star
i wanna die like god on the cover of time
just a blink and its gone
so baby pour some fame in my glass

so kill the forest
and destroy the beauty

colors blind
the eyes

sounds deafen
the ear

flavors numb
the taste

thoughts weaken
the mind

ill attack someone with a swtichblade
so that i can see their pain
i choose to be a serial killer
cause the victims dont get any fame




 

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