Lyrics Murder - Ours
Tied
down
to
the
things
we
can′t
let
go
of
Realized
how
many
dreams
we
can't
recover
We
layed
down
in
our
sleep
and
began
to
choke
We
layed
down
in
a
dream
and
we
never
woke
Life
doesn′t
have
a
meaning
everything's
a
joke
Been
eating
out
of
your
hands,
with
never
anything
to
show
We
tried
to
get
off
clean,
but
we
would
never
grow
Prison
can't
be
worse
than
living
with
the
pain
of
knowing
Murder,
Murder,
Murder,
Murder
We
fight
about
the
things
we
never
even
had
control
of
In
and
out
of
thoughtsso
many
people
baught
Self
serving
ramblings
in
your
favorite
journal
Wont
bring
you
peace
until
you
learn
to
read
yourself
Murder,
Murder,
Murder,
Murder
Bow
down
to
the
things
you
can′t
let
go
of
Eating
out
of
dog′s
handswith
never
anything
to
show
Even
if
it
hurt
to
love
youcouldnt
leave
it
slowly
Slipping
from
your
core
as
you're
waiting
for
your
dream
to
come
Murder,
Murder
Give
in
the
things
you
baught
with
Give
in
the
things
you
baught
with
Give
in
the
things
you
baught
with
Give
in
the
things
you
baught
with
Murder
Give
in
the
things
you
baught
with
Murder
Give
in
the
things
you
baught
with
Murder
Give
in
the
things
you
baught
with
Murder
Give
in
the
things
you
baught
with
your
life
1 Mercy
2 The Worst Things Beautiful
3 Ran Away To Tell The World
4 Black
5 Moth
6 Murder
7 God Only Wants You
8 Live Again
9 Willing
10 Saint
11 Lost
12 Get Up
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