Sore-Throat Syndrome letra

When we were young, we thought the days would get better.
Today I talked myself out of ending this.
I've been out chasing silhouettes, losing frozen smiles to a thousand regrets.
And all the way home, I could see your breath though we looked dead.
"I'm so far from here..."
We laughed.
"Our time is running thin."
But I always knew how the end would end.
I never said I'd stay to the end.
Fuck you, fuck all of you.
You'll never know what I wanted to say.
Those words are as dead as the air I breathe.
Life is just a big second guess, a broken staircase of mistook steps...
You can trust me, it's not okay...

American Nightmare - Letras

• (We Are)
• AM/PM
• Depression
• Farewell
• Fuck What Fireworks Stand For
• God Save The Queen
• God Save Us The Queen
• Hearts
• I Saved Latin
• I.C. You Are Feeling Drake
• I've Shared Your Lips So Now They Sicken Me
• It's The Limit
• Please Die!
• Postmark My Compass
• Protest Song #00
• Shoplifting In A Ghost Town
• Sore-Throat Syndrome
• The Day The Music Died
• The Ice Age Is Coming
• There's A Black Hole In The Shadow Of The Pru
• Your Arsonist