paroles de chanson Desperate Pleasures - Every Time I Die
Wheel
out
your
god,
these
are
desperate
times
Talk
to
your
mother,
these
are
desperate
times
Dance
with
your
lover,
these
are
desperate
times
Surrender
yourself,
these
are
desperate
times
Wheel
out
your
god,
these
are
desperate
times
Talk
to
your
mother,
thеse
are
despеrate
times
Dance
with
your
lover,
these
are
desperate
times
Surrender
yourself,
these
are
desperate
times
Wheel
out
your
god,
these
are
desperate
times
Talk
to
your
mother,
these
are
desperate
times
Dance
with
your
lover,
these
are
desperate
times
Surrender
yourself,
these
are
desperate
times
Fight
for
their
lives
Fight
for
their
lives
The
hopeless
are
useless
in
desperate
times
You
got
it
bad?
Try
having
passion
Try
still
believing
that
some
good
will
happen
Though
nothing
ever
has
And
nothing
ever
will
'Cause
nothing
ever
can
It's
almost
unbearable
Honestly?
Terrible
We're
in
the
golden
age
of
bastards
We're
living
in
the
golden
age
of
bastards,
bastards
Despairing
is
painless
and
peace
is
a
lie
You
should
try
loving
man
while
fucking
hating
mankind
It
rips
you
apart
You
got
an
atheist
praying
for
judgement
day
Enough
to
make
an
atheist
pray
for
judgement
day
The
great
American
sob
story
A
sad
S.O.B
story
A
holy
man
who
kills
what
cannot
be
saved
At
war
with
a
villain,
you
can't
call
a
truce
You
put
down
your
weapon
but
now
he's
got
two
A
liar's
a
liar,
take
him
at
his
word
Forever
rebelling
against
the
absurd
The
world
made
us
sick
How
can
it
heal
us?
The
world
made
us
sick
How
can
it
heal
us?
The
world
made
us
sick
How
can
it
heal
us?
The
world
made
us
sick
How
can
it
heal
us?
We
cannot
be
saved
By
the
men
digging
graves
We
cannot
be
saved
By
the
men
digging
graves
In
desperate
times,
desperate
times
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