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Whisky Be 4 Noon
Album: No one will come
By Stewin "Johnny 2 Guns" Malone
::Saints can still sin::

I want to breath your smoke from your lungs.
Touch me make me come undone.
Hold your hands beyond what you reach.
Take my breath and make you scream.

This is the end. No one is guna save us.
We lay down and nobody tries.
Save me for I am your pain.
I'll save though I feel ashamed.

Wings fall like the leaves.
Do not ask for reprieve.
Take me back again.
Were saints can still sin.

Crush me and I'll bite you back.
Blood flows in a darkness so black.
Come clean confess what you've done.
Speak scream then turn and run.

Wings fall like the leaves.
Do not ask for reprieve.
Take me back there again.
Were saints can still sin.

You will know that this will burn.
And I know you will burn me in turn.
Cut the leash send me back to that place.
I'll rip that smile off of your face.

Like the dust. Like the wind.
While saints will still sin.
In the cold. In the dark.
While saints will still sin.
In the blood. In the rain.
While saints will still sin.
While you gasp. While you Cry.
This pain won't leave and I won't Die.

Wings fall like the leaves.
Do not ask for reprieve.
Take me back there again.
Were saints can still sin.

Falling down...
Falling down...
Breath the sound...