We can work it out, We can work it out. Try to see it my way, Life is very short, and there's no time For fussing and fighting, my friend. I have always thought that it's a crime, So I will ask you once again. Only time will tell if I am right or I am

It's Christmas Eve And I've only wrapped two fucking presents And I'll never talk to you again Unless your Dad'll suck me off I'll never talk to you again Unless your mum will touch my cock, I'll never talk to you again Ejaculate into a sock, I'll never

Tired as fuck The Greedy Palace has been keeping me up See now then Or get so high that you can't let go I only had to tilt the paddle toward my chin Can't and won't you will and can It's so hard to wonder why when you don't feel worthy of Being aloft,

And God knows, I'm not dying but I breathe now And God knows, it's the only way to heal now With all the blood I lost with you It drowns the love I thought I knew Alarms will ring for eternity The waves will break every chain on me That feeling, that

(you're the only one) Know its gonna take some time For you to trust this love of mine I know he broke your heart in two You've been betrayed and your afraid That I will do the same to you But you will be safe here in my arms forever and a day Though you

Bringing me down Making my heart feel sore Because it's good Dark shines So be mine and your innocence I will consume Passing by you light up my darkest skies You'll take only seconds to draw me in Hold your hands up to your eyes again Hide from the

Diamond ring, wear it on your hand It's gonna tell the world, I'm your only man Diamond ring, diamond ring Baby, you're my everything, diamond ring When you're hungry, I will fill you up When you're thristy, drink out of my loving cup When you're crying,

The limits of the dead, And the rain will kill us all, Throw ourselves against the wall But no one else can see, The preservation of the martyr in me Psychosocial, psychosocial, psychosocial I'm not the only one! I did my time, and I want out So effusive

The limits of the dead, And the rain will kill us all, Throw ourselves against the wall But no one else can see, The preservation of the martyr in me Psychosocial, psychosocial, psychosocial I'm not the only one! I did my time, and I want out So effusive

Many rivers to cross But I can't seem to find my way over Wandering I am lost As I travel along the white cliffs of Dover And it's only my will that keeps me alive I've been licked, washed up for years And I merely survive because of my pride And this