Texty:
Every Time I Die Home Is Where You Hang Yourself

God I don't think I'm breathing Jesus Christ when did I stop breathing oh my God I can't hear myself breathing this is all I know of flying my eyes

God I don't think I'm breathing Jesus Christ when did I stop breathing oh my God I can't hear myself breathing this is all I know of flying my eyes

on this one So when I get done, I want you to cut your fuckin' ears off, Twitpic 'em Lord, I want you to leave this vicinity You gon' be around here

now I was lookin for 30, you only had 26, I feel you tryin to play me, (Blow!) get it how you live (Chorus) Get how you live nigga, do you dig nigga

might end up being goes through Why do I do the things I know I?m not supposed to Why don?t I do the things that I know I should do Who's to blame except

't you wanna take a shower with me? Clean me up. (yeah) Kill yourself...while you're still alive (Kill yourself) while you're still alive while you're

then control what they find I'm hanging on a thread You know I'm ready to blow like I've told you I would Out of nothing you find your own authority

world I hated, Everything I left behind. I don't need you, and I don't want you, World that left me blind. This world is for the taking, This world is

But I'd give you $20 of my salary every week. I'd give you a note with interest. Double, triple, until every cent is paid, I promise. [Billy Flynn] You