paroles de chanson that don't sound all that bad to me - The Blunt Force Trauma
It's
the
kind
of
blessing
That
you
only
find
in
a
mess
There's
a
lot
I'm
not
understanding
And
so
much
more
I'd
like
to
confess
Where
is
this
train
going
And
am
I
gonna
get
there
safe
There's
so
much
I'm
not
knowing
And
I'd
call
most
of
my
life
a
waste
I'm
just
going
through
the
motions
Like
a
Russian
puppy
dog
out
in
space
I've
lost
my
clinical
devotion
And
my
depressions
now
all
the
rage
Don't
ask
me
if
I
knew
him
I
did
but
I
prefer
not
to
say
So
that's
the
new
sin
They
roll
dice
and
burn
barricades
That
don't
sound
all
that
bad
to
me
1 doing my own stunts
2 I Blow Smoke (Like a Dragon)
3 playing the piano, drunk
4 the lateness of the hour
5 never pay full price for late pizza
6 that shadow keeps following me
7 breakfast, lunch, & dinner when you die
8 planting painted flowers in warsaw
9 teething all the time
10 nothing in the dark
11 they say jesus was a capricorn
12 where have all the anvils gone?
13 how i won the war
14 am i supposed to laugh?
15 a different kind of death
16 i don't want my head to explode this tuesday morning // feed them all to the dogs
17 that don't sound all that bad to me
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