Album Name : Instruments Of Action
Release Date : 2003-02-04
Song Duration : 4:45
Forget Cassettes Like Tiny Swords
Bet she tastes rich like 5-dollar words.
They fall around her mouth like tiny swords.
If murder is the game by no means leave a trace of the
bullets that you save.
Cause your words leave a stain so sing me back to sleep
before you go away.
Vices and bad habits well she’s my favorite one.
My hardest to get rid of never could give her up.
So now we’re back where we started hey.
Summer between honors and breaking.
Did you ever think that we’d make it through to test
the view.
Chase the past down with a cigarette and no regrets.
Valiant my better half always full of grace.
I hunger for her time and thirst for her fame.
Don’t you take it from me.
Don’t you take it from me.
I loved you even though I’ve loved you through and
through and through and through
I loved you even though I’ve loved you through and
through and through and through
I loved you even though I’ve loved you through and
through and through and through
I loved you even though I’ve loved you through and
through and through and through and
Don’t you take it from me.
Don’t you take it from me.
Don’t you take it from me.
Don’t you take it from me.
from me
from me
from me
