الأغاني:
Graves

graves All hearts are open graves Never be ashamed my love All hearts are open graves Never be ashamed my love All hearts are open graves And no one

lay me down here, I've already dug my grave I'm ready... I'm not living anyway I die in silence-I'm killing to tell the truth you destroy to meet your

bomb bikini Soldiers marching through the waves Towards another beached messiah While pretty girls make graves Pretty girls make graves Pretty girls make graves Pretty girls make graves Pretty girls make graves

Hello, I'm neurotic Creating problems that don't exist Don't believe me when I say it's alright Let's go to my apartment We'll pull the sheets up over

See the strange boy talking to his shadow He's got a secret to tell His imaginary friend knows everything Don't let him go out He says they won't believe

what do you do when your angels have all flown away? there's an ache through my body that just won't go away here's a picture that we took last fall

All along, you wanted to see me fail I'd never suspect you In the middle of the circle hiding your cover Does this city have enough air for both of us

Night time's our security The stars watch us like guardian angels Skeletons of lives to come Just frames to fill with living and dying Signatures in

Headaches, handshakes, little blue pills to take I got my stereo on ten, I'm screaming Connelly's pain And I want to make it louder, louder, louder, louder