We Dance To All The Wrong Songs
You tango with dishonesty
You're a sucker for theatrics
Your secrets are no good for me (For me)
Your friends are not psychiatrics (Psychiatrics)
We play with words from the same tasteless scripts
You're not as dumb as you like to seem
We dance to all the wrongs songs
We're both in love with what kills us
If we're nothing short of miserable then why are we still trying? (Trying)
Trying to fit in
If pretending is the worst crime then we're all waiting in line for the guillotine
We're all so insecure now (Yeah)
Wasting away our passions
You won't get far being good now
That's just not what's in fashion (Fashion)
So fuck your face up fix the hair and take some drugs
Then maybe you'll get to live the dream
I want to die in style tonight
Always in love with what kills me
If we're nothing short of miserable then why are we still trying? (Trying)
Trying to fit in
If pretending is the worst crime then we're all waiting in line for the guillotine
If we're nothing short of miserable then why are we still trying?
We're trying to fit in
If pretending is the worst crime then we're all waiting in line for the guillotine
You're a sucker for theatrics
Your secrets are no good for me (For me)
Your friends are not psychiatrics (Psychiatrics)
We play with words from the same tasteless scripts
You're not as dumb as you like to seem
We dance to all the wrongs songs
We're both in love with what kills us
If we're nothing short of miserable then why are we still trying? (Trying)
Trying to fit in
If pretending is the worst crime then we're all waiting in line for the guillotine
We're all so insecure now (Yeah)
Wasting away our passions
You won't get far being good now
That's just not what's in fashion (Fashion)
So fuck your face up fix the hair and take some drugs
Then maybe you'll get to live the dream
I want to die in style tonight
Always in love with what kills me
If we're nothing short of miserable then why are we still trying? (Trying)
Trying to fit in
If pretending is the worst crime then we're all waiting in line for the guillotine
If we're nothing short of miserable then why are we still trying?
We're trying to fit in
If pretending is the worst crime then we're all waiting in line for the guillotine
Credits
Writer(s): Aldo Damien Sandoval, Felipe Andres Silva Jiron, Larry Morales, Matthew Stokes
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- Kill The Lights
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- Diary Of A Masochist / I'll Be Late For My Funeral
- Vanity (Dies With a Mirror In Her Coffin) - Single
- From Dusk Till Dawn - Single
- We Dance To All the Wrong Songs - Single
- I'll Be Late For My Funeral - Single
- Corpse Party
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