paroles de chanson Fame < Infamy - Fall Out Boy
I'm
a
preacher
sweating
in
the
pew
For
the
salvation
I'm
bringing
you
I'm
a
salesman,
I'm
selling
you
hooks
and
plans
And
myself
for
making
demands
When
I'm
home
alone,
I
just
dance
by
myself
And
you
pull
my
hips
so
close
volume
goes
with
the
truth
Signing
off
I'm
alright
in
bed,
but
I'm
better
with
a
pen
The
kid
was
alright,
but
it
went
to
his
head
I
am
God's
gift
but
why
would
he
bless
me
with
Such
wit
without
a
conscience
equipped?
I'm
addicted
to
the
way
I
feel
when
I
think
of
you,
woah
It's
too
much
green
to
feel
blue
When
I'm
home
alone,
I
just
can't
stop
myself
And
you
pull
my
hips
so
close
volume
goes
with
the
truth
Signing
off
I'm
alright
in
bed,
but
I'm
better
with
a
pen
The
kid
was
alright,
but
it
went
to
his
head
When
I'm
home
alone,
I
just
can't
stop
myself
And
you
pull
my
hips
so
close
lying
goes
with
the
truth
Signing
off
I'm
alright
in
bed,
but
I'm
better
with
a
pen
I'm
alright
in
bed,
but
I'm
better
with
a
pen
I'm
alright
in
bed
but
I'm
better
with
a
pen
The
kid
was
alright,
but
it
went
to
his
head
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1 The (After) Life of the Party
2 Hum Hallelujah
3 Bang the Doldrums
4 Fame < Infamy
5 Thriller
6 Thnks fr th Mmrs
7 You're Crashing, But You're No Wave
8 The Carpal Tunnel of Love
9 This Ain't a Scene, It's an Arms Race
10 I’ve Got All This Ringing in My Ears and None on My Fingers
11 "The Take Over, The Breaks Over"
12 Golden
13 Don’t You Know Who I Think I Am?
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