Billy Talent

Crooked minds have gone astray Have they never learned from yesterday? Only a fool would wear the crown One day the kids will tear it down Yeah Can't you see the clocks are ticking away? They try to fit more hours into the day The CPU is crunching nu

It's up to you! This ain't no TV show, You watch my head explode, Ten thousand hours everyday. No time to be afraid, Chase out the rattle snakes, Don't let your fear control your fate. The ghost of self-denial, It whispers from the grave, The road yo

Viking Death March Billy Talent Down, let's take it down Raise up the heads on a stake We will show no mercy On evolutions mistake Change, will have to wait 'Cause we can't decide on a fate Self appointed prophets And their doomsday charade You preac

Constant quick fixes They don't make no sense Hop on bandwagons You make me sick Don't you tell me what you think is right When you're living in the shadows I can tell that you have lost your sight When you're living in the shadows Don't you tell me

[Note: There are (at least) 2 versions of this song, one seems to be a demo version, the other the cd version. This is the actual cd version lyrics:] Well I tripped, I fell down naked Well I scratched my knees, they bled Sew up my eyes, need no more

Cast off the crutch that kills the pain, The red flag waving never meant the same The kids of tomorrow don't need today, When they live in the sins of yesterday Cast off the crutch that kills the pain, The red flag waving never meant the same The kid

Like a target drawn across my chest, She's a bullet in russian roulette, You said you'd never turn your back on me, (Rescue me, rescue me) Would you stand by me and bury me? (Bury me) Why don't we end this lie, I can't pretend this time, I need a fri

Everybody is tired, and poor and sick of trying If you see me on a corner, will you stop or will you splash me? Take a look at what we've become Nothing more than silhouettes of A pretty family, on a postcard, picture perfect I don't want it! So I ho

Vanities are only charity And she makes donations at the Tiffany's, Life is hard without a credit card to get by, get by She sold her dreams for security To a man that now she hardly ever sees With a cold martini in her hand, she don't mind, don't mi

As I get closer my dreams get farther I climb the ladder but you kick it over Thirsty for water you give me vinegar When I drink your medicine it just makes me sicker I dug a hole so deep I'm gonna drown in my mistakes Can't even sell my soul 'Cause

I stumble through the wreckage, Rusted from the rain. There's nothing left to salvage, No one left to blame. Among the broken mirrors, I don't look the same. I'm rusted from the rain. I'm rusted from the rain. Dissect me 'til me blood runs Down into

Pins And Needles Lyrics Artist(Band):Billy Talent Review The Song (23) Print the Lyrics Never understood how she could, Mean so little to so many Why does she mean everything to me? Is it worth the pain, with no one to blame? For all of my insecuriti

In a crooked little town They were lost and never found Fallen leaves fallen leaves Fallen leaves on the ground I hitched a ride until the coast To leave behind all of my ghosts Searching for something i couldn't find at home Can't get no job can you

In a garage, beside a house, there is a luxury sedan And for his next monthly installment, He's gonna go out with a bang! Boy who always did what he was told, Was promised to be king when he was old Hit the brakes, hit the glass, Time to shake the ha

She reads a book from across the street, 她在街的那头看书 Waiting for someone that she'll never meet. 等待素未谋面的一个人 Talk over coffee for an hour or two, 喝着咖啡,交谈一两个小时 She wonders why I'm always in a good mood. 她不解,为何我总是心情愉快 Killin' time before she struts her stu

I never bite off more than I could chew But then she came and bit me I never bite off more than I could chew But then she bit my leg She said don't want to work I want to play and live my life like it was Sunday We're breaking up the city No time for

A devil in a midnight mass, He prayed behind stained glass A memory of Sunday class Resurrected from the past Hold your breath and count to four Pinky swears don't work no more Footsteps down the hallway floor Getting closer to my door I was alive bu

The gun is loaded when the glass is full Down the hatch and the trigger's pulled Off the wagon and back onto the stool I know that when I stare into your eyes I can see all the years of lies Ghosts and demons you never exorcised All the friends that

Need more friends with wings All the angels I know Put concrete in my veins I'd always walk home alone So I became lifeless Just like my telephone There's nothing to lose When no one knows your name There's nothing to gain But the days don't seem to