Русская музыка

[Verse 1] Desecrate the grave Tip the stone over Smite the impotent guardian Dig up and rape those crooked bones

[Verse 1] Can you dance In the horrid detail? And with heroin In your arm? [Chorus] Can you dance? Can

The worst expect the best Yet the letdown will epically scar them Like a gripping mallet shrill Like the screaming

A cold, firm grip Of the antique pistol awaits For a skull that has been doomed And the weapon was meant for use

Crush your heart Hope to die They told you truths They fed you lines Just keep it simple Adorn our mausoleums

Sorry how I slide All the way down low All the way so can’t even find me Funny how I

You were waiting outside for me in the sun Laying down to soak it all in before we had to

Rylan you should try to get some sun You remind me of everyone Rylan did you break your mother’s heart

[Verse 1: Matt Berninger] I like the old way, I thought I was hanging in there You held back the

Lay down in the doorway in front of me Make yourself impossible for me to leave I remember a kid