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Artista: The Used
Album: In Love and Death
Canción: Cut up angels
 
If we cut out the bad
Well then we´d have nothing left
Like i cut up your mouth
The night i stuffed it all in

And you lied to the angels
Said i stabbed you to death
If we go at the same time
They´ll clean up the mess

I lost my head
You couldn´t come
This lust to my brain almost feels like a gun

Watched you bite into the bottle
Watch me kick out the chair
Let you chew up the glass
And laughed as you just hung there

I have thought of rose petals
Mostly perfect and pure
I thought of your petals
And the abuse they´ve been through

I lost my head
You couldn´t come
This lust to bring almost feels like a gun

You lost your head
I couldn´t come
This lust to my brain almost feels just like a gun YEA

I told the angels
Can´t stay in heaven
I asked the devil, the devil, the devil.

If we cut out the bad
Then we´d have nothing left
Like i cut up your angels
Yeh you stabbed me to death

I lost my head
You couldn´t come
This lust to my brain almost feels like a gun

You lost your head
I couldn´t come
This lust to my brain almost feels like a gun

I lost my head
You couldn´t come
This lust to my brain almost feels like a gun

I lost my head
You couldn´t come
This lust to my brain almost feels like a gun

Feels like a gun.
Feels like a gun.
Feels like a gun.
Feels like a...
 
 
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The Used
In Love and Death (2004)
Take it away
I caught fire
Let it bleed
All that i´ve got
Cut up angels
Listening
Yesterday´s feelings
Light with a sharpened edge
Sound effects and over dramatics
Hard to say
Lunacy fringe
I´m a fake
Back of your mouth
 
Maybe Memories (2003)
Maybe memories (live)
A box full of sharp objects (live)
On my own (live)
Say days ago (live)
Just a little
It could be a good excuse
Zero mechanism
Bulimic (home demo)
Alone this holiday
 
The Used (2002)
Maybe memories
The taste of ink
Bulimic
Say days ago
Poetic tragedy
Buried myself alive
A box full of sharp objects
Blue and yellow
Greener with the scenery
Noise and kisses
On my own
Pieces mended
Choke me
 
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