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This song is the story of my life. Always had been, probably always will.
"Your Arsonist" by American Nightmare (now Give Up the Ghost)
Addicted to monotonous crush,
I even dropped out of school to catch up on sleep.
Take the train for hours a day,
and then try to forget where you left your heart.
Read the free-form poem to your locked door.
Then I swept those fucks under the cement floor.
If you find them, they were never mine.
If you don't, well, nevermind.
Porcelain hope. . .
Why do you always break on me?
(It all makes sense to me)
Porcelain hope. . .
Why do you always break on me?
I set the alarm just to remind myself
that I spent the day all by myself.
This is my story -- Love.
Day one to now.
Background music to a silent film,
you see the curtains falling down.
I helped this city burn to the fucking ground.
They said it tried to make amends,
but I never heard a sound.
Porcelain hope. . .
You're not much, but you're all I got.
Porcelain hope. . .
You're not much, but you're all I got.
"Your Arsonist" by American Nightmare (now Give Up the Ghost)
Addicted to monotonous crush,
I even dropped out of school to catch up on sleep.
Take the train for hours a day,
and then try to forget where you left your heart.
Read the free-form poem to your locked door.
Then I swept those fucks under the cement floor.
If you find them, they were never mine.
If you don't, well, nevermind.
Porcelain hope. . .
Why do you always break on me?
(It all makes sense to me)
Porcelain hope. . .
Why do you always break on me?
I set the alarm just to remind myself
that I spent the day all by myself.
This is my story -- Love.
Day one to now.
Background music to a silent film,
you see the curtains falling down.
I helped this city burn to the fucking ground.
They said it tried to make amends,
but I never heard a sound.
Porcelain hope. . .
You're not much, but you're all I got.
Porcelain hope. . .
You're not much, but you're all I got.