fill them all Keep on building bombs, gonna drop them all Working your fingers bare to the bone Breaking your back, make you sell your soul Like a lung, it's filled with cold Suffocating
Do you know that every night I think of ways to get back at you, sneak into your room Put a pillow over your face, suffocate you Rip into your chest and
Do you know that every night I think of ways to get back at you I sneak into your room Put a pillow over your face I suffocate you Or reach into your
cold, disown, sickened now, I can't die in this balloon, suffocating, This world, disown, sickened now, and now I'm breaking free Ice cold, fit the
of blood it's a sightless, soundless, muted sense of touch This broken world is spiritless and homeless, burning in the wreckage of its own damn coldness
an innocent soul Son of a silent force Well under pressure but all so cold I better light the torch 'Cause he's able to do it again Degrade and suffocate
tide carries me Drowning, too weak to swim Floating dead, the tide carries me away Submerged in this grave My body set a drift Skin is white and cold
. Well I just hope you're happy 'cause one of us deserves to be and we both know it's not me. I can see you're suffocating, it's so hard to breathe
persist Rust grows by the inch Corrosion turns to decay This ship's tired and old Can't take much more of the cold Before it breaks like glass I've been
trials administer tidal oil that suffocating base the fire gold pouring mercury life given river deformed in amongst patient building raise an urgent
another coke And we grin when it blows our mind We skate as we date, as we slowly suffocate We're running, we're running, we're running out of time My life got cold
smile and suffocate??And I'm not comin' home tonight?So don't wait up?'Cause I bet it never gets this cold in California (4x) Gets this cold in California
moves growing colder The seventh chord just keeps getting older Oh, my soul, just hit me if I get on a roll But this all sounded so good In the bedroom cold
(Dido) My tea's gone cold. I'm wondering why I got out of bed at all. The morning rain clouds up my window, but I can't see at all. Even if I could
laughter Against the masquerade like I don't believe in the morning after. The chronicles contain a few hidden chapters We keep our mirrors dirty, in case vanity backfires. Cold
bone I've built this castle in sand It becomes smaller with every grain I've built this future with my hands The silouhettes mark my gain Suffocate this
Chorus: Elton My tea's gone cold I'm wondering why I.. got out of bed at all The morning rain clouds up my window.. and I can't see at all And even if