Pierce The Veil Chemical Kids And Mechanical Brides Lyrics
Chemical Kids And Mechanical Brides by Pierce The Veil
Like a rush shot through you,
Everyone is watching (watching) you.
Told you why I see no need for the sun,
(I found a reason to say)
A love you light is a love soon gone,
If this is it,
Don't bother cause this love is a lie.
I'm a chemical kid,
You're a mechanical bride.
When every vein is red out of the blue,
I held a diamond to the sun to count the moments on account of the way you
Smile, smile for me.
Oh, we're in slow motion when you,
Smile, smile for me.
But oh my God I've been looking,
But I still hold your breath so you won't leave.
Pastel red and porn star white ,
Ghost on the altar, we breathe, don't leave.
Say that the night sings alone,
And if there's a God then I'm letting Him go,
All for you,
You alone,
Raise my hands,
At the thought of you leaving me alone...
(Light Fires, light fires, light fires, all, damn, day! )
Don't torture me, or beg me.
Can you make me believe in tiring?
As you fall fast asleep it reminds me,
Of the slow symphonies behind me.
(They sing along)
All the nightmares you'll see tomorrow,
All the stars on your ceiling they glow,
But not for you.
Through the trees I'll blow
Everyone is watching (watching) you.
Told you why I see no need for the sun,
(I found a reason to say)
A love you light is a love soon gone,
If this is it,
Don't bother cause this love is a lie.
I'm a chemical kid,
You're a mechanical bride.
When every vein is red out of the blue,
I held a diamond to the sun to count the moments on account of the way you
Smile, smile for me.
Oh, we're in slow motion when you,
Smile, smile for me.
But oh my God I've been looking,
But I still hold your breath so you won't leave.
Pastel red and porn star white ,
Ghost on the altar, we breathe, don't leave.
Say that the night sings alone,
And if there's a God then I'm letting Him go,
All for you,
You alone,
Raise my hands,
At the thought of you leaving me alone...
(Light Fires, light fires, light fires, all, damn, day! )
Don't torture me, or beg me.
Can you make me believe in tiring?
As you fall fast asleep it reminds me,
Of the slow symphonies behind me.
(They sing along)
All the nightmares you'll see tomorrow,
All the stars on your ceiling they glow,
But not for you.
Through the trees I'll blow