paroles de chanson Off a Cliff - The Spill Canvas
If
we′re
all
gonna
wind
up
dead
Maybe
I
should
cut
my
loses;
quit
while
I'm
ahead
But
you
won′t
let
me
go.
You
insist
I
see
the
good
in
me,
Even
when
you
don't
Set
sail
right
off
a
cliff
With
no
regard
to
how
you
carry
on
if
I
were
to
be
gone
If,
if
if,
we're
all
gonna
turn
to
dust
Make
sure
I′m
mixed
in
with
you
And
I
won′t
put
up
a
fuss
since
it's
all
just
in
my
head.
A
friend
of
me,
a
little
hopeless
drawn,
erase
everything
I
said
Set
sail
right
off
a
cliff
With
no
regard
to
how
you
carry
on
if
I
were
to
be
gone
Set
sail
fright
off
a
cliff
With
no
regard
to
how
you
carry
on
if
I
were
to
be
gone
Rusty
joints
don′t
fail
me
now
Keep
me
afloat
while
the
dam
overflows
One
track
mind
don't
turn
on
me
Conviction
so
stale,
every
night
I
derail
(If
we′re
all
gonna
turn
to
dust.
If
we're
all
gonna
turn
to
dust.)
Set
sail
right
off
a
cliff
With
no
regard
to
how
you
carry
on
if
I
were
to
be
gone
Set
sail
right
off
a
cliff
With
no
regard
to
how
you
carry
on
if
I
were
to
be
gone
Set
sail
right
off
a
cliff
With
no
regard
to
how
you
carry
on
if
I
were
to
be
gone
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