Picking Clothes To Die In Lyrics by From First to Last
Driving down an empty road
Fucked up on the way back home
Send all my love to everyone
That hates the person I’ve become
I’ll count the stars
As I’m headfirst through the windshield
I wanna hit the ground with you
This is hell but I’m here for it
My angel is a violent mess
I’ve been waiting with bated breath
Right where I wanna be
Our love’s like a car crash
What a beautiful disease
I’d burn in the fire
If you held a match to me
Far past the smoke
In a river of blood
I will drown in her arms
And that’s where you’ll find me
Open your eyes
Does it look like I’m asking for some type of savior
I am willing die
Willing to bleed
Willing to love
Something disgusting
So terrible and so ugly
Now your cancer is mine
Your cancer is mine
Our love’s like a car crash
What a beautiful disease
I’d burn in the fire
If you held a match to me
This is hell but I’m here for it
My angel is a violent mess
I’ve been waiting with bated breath
Right where I wanna be (Where we wanna be)
This is hell but I’m here for it
My angel is a violent mess
I’ve been waiting with bated breath
Right where I wanna be (Where we wanna be)
I’m right where I wanted to be
I’m right where I wanted to be
I’m right where I wanted to be
I’m right, I’m right, I’m right
