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The Suicide Machines - No Sale lyrics
The wind was chill as we sat on the steps, I could see the vapor form from your breath, Well, your lips were red and your skin so pale, But your cash register read no sale, well The moon was set against deep blue sky A stone cold, stark white, sliver of light The stillness of the air and the fading twilight If I died here tonight you know it really wouldn't matter at all Buy We've known each other since the first grade, When I pushed you down and white-washed your face, Well, we were playing the king of the hill, yeah We'd start an avalanche and see who fell, well There I was standing on that hill when The other kids came in for the kill, Then something hit my head, I was rendered unconscious If I died on that hill, to you, it really wouldn't matter Some people say that I just don't get it, in fact you said it yourself I've heard some say that I can't take a hint And others say that I should seek help, yeah well You left a trail of footprints in the sand as You started running as fast as you can, well I'll never know why I make you wanna vomit or When I call you up you tell me to stop it, well The moon was set against deep blue sky A stone cold, stark white, sliver of light The stillness of the air and the fading twilight If I died here tonight you know it really wouldn't matter at all If I died here tonight you know it really wouldn't matter at all...matter at all |
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