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Adept – Let's Celebrate, Gorgeous! You Know Whose Party This Is lyrics
One Two Three Four,
Who's the centre of attention now girl
I am dressed to impress the crowd
But the celebration stops to the sound
Of a bullet piercing the ballroom
Now the intensity got greater
As my body hits the floor
Oh how ironic it is that you
Where my friend still you pulled the trigger
And I'll be the last one standing,
And the first to walk away from this, dying place you call home
The sun has burned the last time,
She crawls in darkness with no light in sight
Like burning wings of an angel
It will turn the aftermath to dust
So smile for the camera
Lets make this moment last a lifetime
Burn
Another year gone by
But I still recall the laughter
So lets celebrate! I'm proposing a toast to the whore that you are
This is the last time I write a song in your name
A note without fate
I'll turn this around, and I most move along
No forgiveness,
No second thoughts,
There will be no comprehension,
Just a pure and simply goodbye.
Goodbyeee!
And as the sun heads down as the city turns pitch black and,
All that's left is the sound of her footsteps leaving.
And I'll be the last one standing,
And the first to walk away from this, dying place you call home
The sun has burned the last time,
She crawls in darkness with no light in sight
Like burning wings of an angel
Forever; it's just an empty word that often drowns behind the illusions,
Yet we always try to encourage our disbelieves with such a frailty word,
I often stand against the wind with my both eyes shut,
Inhaling natures oldest way to tell you exactly what you want to hear,
And not even once I recalled your name, not even once (not even once),
As the sun burns the horizon, and as the darkness settles in,
This night will be as lonely as the next one,
However, for the first time in months I do hope for a sunrise!
Forever; it's just an empty word that often drowns behind this illusion,
Yet we always try to encourage our disbelieves with such a frailty word,
We both know that starting over isn't a way to begin.
Who's the centre of attention now girl
I am dressed to impress the crowd
But the celebration stops to the sound
Of a bullet piercing the ballroom
Now the intensity got greater
As my body hits the floor
Oh how ironic it is that you
Where my friend still you pulled the trigger
And I'll be the last one standing,
And the first to walk away from this, dying place you call home
The sun has burned the last time,
She crawls in darkness with no light in sight
Like burning wings of an angel
It will turn the aftermath to dust
So smile for the camera
Lets make this moment last a lifetime
Burn
Another year gone by
But I still recall the laughter
So lets celebrate! I'm proposing a toast to the whore that you are
This is the last time I write a song in your name
A note without fate
I'll turn this around, and I most move along
No forgiveness,
No second thoughts,
There will be no comprehension,
Just a pure and simply goodbye.
Goodbyeee!
And as the sun heads down as the city turns pitch black and,
All that's left is the sound of her footsteps leaving.
And I'll be the last one standing,
And the first to walk away from this, dying place you call home
The sun has burned the last time,
She crawls in darkness with no light in sight
Like burning wings of an angel
Forever; it's just an empty word that often drowns behind the illusions,
Yet we always try to encourage our disbelieves with such a frailty word,
I often stand against the wind with my both eyes shut,
Inhaling natures oldest way to tell you exactly what you want to hear,
And not even once I recalled your name, not even once (not even once),
As the sun burns the horizon, and as the darkness settles in,
This night will be as lonely as the next one,
However, for the first time in months I do hope for a sunrise!
Forever; it's just an empty word that often drowns behind this illusion,
Yet we always try to encourage our disbelieves with such a frailty word,
We both know that starting over isn't a way to begin.
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