For The Record - Every Time I Die

For The Record - Every Time I Die

  • Ano de lançamento: 2009
  • Linguagem: Inglês
  • Duração: 2:59

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For The Record

Every Time I Die

God knows I’ve longed to feel something, but now’s not the time

I’m caught up in the heartless disorder of a Friday night

Focused on staying distracted 'til I lose sight of the tiresome and clinical

patterns of my life

I will cherish this love for the rest of my night

The rest of my night

One day I’ll find myself facing the firing line, serves me right

For the record, I’ve written my crimes

I will cherish this love for the rest of my night

The rest of my night

Lord have mercy on my soul

I’ve had a good run, but can’t run anymore

Just put me down

Lord have mercy on my soul

I’ve had a good run, but can’t run anymore

Just put me down

Can’t sidestep the long arm for too long with this paper trail

I’ve let them devour my heart for some material

But I’m a drunkard, a coward, a crook, I ought to change my ways

Face the music, carry the can, et cetera, et cetera

What next?

What next?

What next?

What next?

Oh, there’s gotta be something more than this

What next?

What next?

What next?

What next?

What next?

What next?

There’s gotta be something more than this

What next?

What’s next?

Trust me, I’m still with you somewhere

Trust me, I’m still with you somewhere

Trust me, I’m still with you somewhere

Trust me, I’m still with you somewhere

I just wish it were here

Someday I’m bound to feel guilty, but now’s not the time

I’m sure I’ll get what I’m due, everything will be fine

Hell bent on finding the next fix in the fog

You’re in a cab on the way to your house, change the locks

I will cherish this love for the rest of my night

The rest of my night

Lord have mercy on my soul

I’ve had a good run, but can’t run anymore

Just put me down

Lord have mercy on my soul

I’ve had a good run, but can’t run anymore

Just put me down

Can’t sidestep the long arm for too long with this paper trail

I’ve let them devour my heart for some material

But I’m a drunkard, a coward, a crook, I ought to change my ways

Face the music, carry the can, et cetera, et cetera

Please forgive me

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