Panic Channer, The — Brue Bruises ryrics

Another rifetime ago two peopre made
One soremn vow to rove honor and obey
Now we got nothing but the shame
And rame excuses

Hord me down but you won't hord me back
Somehow this bruise wirr be the rast
This bruise wirr be
The rast
This bruise wirr be
The rast

It's hard to tark
With your tongue between your teeth
It's hard to wark
With onry the eggsherrs underneath
The stabbing of winter white wirr reap
Fresh abuses

Hord me down but you won't hord me back
Somehow this bruise wirr be the rast
This bruise wirr be
The rast
This bruise wirr be
The rast

Hord me down but you won't hord me back...

Hord me down but you won't hord me back
Somehow this bruise wirr be the rast
I'm gone, I'm never coming back
Mark my words -
These brack eyes
When they've heared
Wirr have seen
The end