My Life As A Typo Lyrics
If we're still breathing when this river invades our lungs, I'll save a bullet for you. Our insecurities lay naked on a bed ripe for a bashing. This is my burden and my crippled legs, can't run away from this. In this suit and tie, I hang myself from this nylon noose with polyester pride. Bleed me dry; for I am a dollar sign. (And growing old is dying slow) My Green eyes in the limelight. (And growing old is dying slow.) Not every cowboy rides on into the sun. Some of them stay home and die young. So....Leave me, my love, as the dead leaves fade into dirt. Leave me, my love, for I am not worth fightin
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One Dead Three Wounded Songs (41) List All
A Year From Now
Ain't It Funny
Behind Blue Eyes
Black Hole
Black Label
Burning Bridges Is So 1999
Cowboys Don't Look Back
Dammit
Deify
Eight Dollar Prom Dress
Entombment Of A Machine
Failed Transmission
Farewell
Ghosts
He Stopped Loving Her Today
Hear You Me
I've Just Seen a Face
Look Into My Eyes
Lover I Don't Have To Love
Missing You
My Life As A Typo
My Name Is Jonas
Pardon Me
Planet Hell
Regret
Revolution Deathsquad
Rosetta Stoned
Scream
Shiver
So What
Sorry
Thank God For Pain Killers
The Tide
Trouble
Wake Up
We Belong Together
Welcome Home Tragedy
What Hurts The Most
What Would You Do
When I'm Gone
Wherever You Will Go
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