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Current version of Brand New Lyrics Sic Transit Gloria...Glory Fades (http://www.mp3lyrics.org/b/brand-new/sic-transit-gloria/) Current version of the lyrics |
Version 1 of Brand New Lyrics Sic Transit Gloria...Glory Fades (http://www.mp3lyrics.org/b/brand-new/sic-transit-gloria/v1.h...) Version 1 of the lyrics | ||||||||||||
| 1 | Keep the noise low, she doesn't wanna blow it | Keep the noise low [she doesn't want to blow it]. | 1 | ||||||||||
| 2 | Shaking head to toe | Shaking head to toe while your left hand does the | 2 | ||||||||||
| 3 | While your left hand does the 'show me around' | "show me around". Quickens your heartbeat. Beats | 3 | ||||||||||
| 4 | Quickens your heartbeat | me straight into the ground. You don't recover | 4 | ||||||||||
| 5 | It beats me straight up to the ground | from a night like this. Our victim still lying in | 5 | ||||||||||
| 6 | bed completely motionless.A hand moves in the dark | 6 | |||||||||||
| 7 | You don't recover from a night like this | to a zipper. Hear a boy bracing tight against the | 7 | ||||||||||
| 8 | A victim, still lying in bed, completely motionless | sheets barely whispers "THIS IS SO MESSED UP". | 8 | ||||||||||
| 9 | A hand moves in the dark to a zipper | Upon arrival the guests had all stared. Dripping | 9 | ||||||||||
| 10 | Hear a boy bracing tight against sheets | wet & clearly depressed he headed straight for the | 10 | ||||||||||
| 11 | Barely whisper, "This is so messed up" | stairs. No longer cool but a boy in a stitch. | 11 | ||||||||||
| 12 | Unprepared for a life full of lies & failing | 12 | |||||||||||
| 13 | Upon arrival the guests had all stared | relationships. He keeps his hands low [he doesn't | 13 | ||||||||||
| 14 | Dripping wet and clearly depressed | want to blow it]. He's wet from head to toe & his | 14 | ||||||||||
| 15 | He'd headed straight for the stairs | eyes give her the up and the down. His stomach | 15 | ||||||||||
| 16 | No longer cool, but a boy in a stitch | turns & he thinks of throwing up. But the body on | 16 | ||||||||||
| 17 | Unprepared for a life full of lies and failing relationships | the bed beckons forward and he starts growing up. | 17 | ||||||||||
| 18 | The fever, the focus the reasons that I had to | 18 | |||||||||||
| 19 | He keeps his hands low, he doesn't wanna blow it | believe you weren't too hard to sell. Die young & | 19 | ||||||||||
| 20 | He's wet from head to toe and | save yourself. The tickle, the taste of...it used | 20 | ||||||||||
| 21 | His eyes give her the up and the down | to be the reason I breathed now it's choking me | 21 | ||||||||||
| 22 | His stomach turns and he thinks of throwing up | up. Die young & save yourself. She its the lights, | 22 | ||||||||||
| 23 | But the body on the bed beckons forward | this doesn't seem quite fair. Despite everything | 23 | ||||||||||
| 24 | And he starts growing up | he learned from his friends he doesn't feel so | 24 | ||||||||||
| 25 | prepared. She's breathing quiet and smooth [he's | 25 | |||||||||||
| 26 | The fever, the focus | gasping for air. "THIS IS THE FIRST AND LAST | 26 | ||||||||||
| 27 | The reasons that I had to believe you weren't too hard to sell | TIME", he says. She fakes a smile and presses her | 27 | ||||||||||
| 28 | Die young and save yourself | hips into his. He keeps his hands pinned down at | 28 | ||||||||||
| 29 | The tickle, the taste of | his sides. He's holding back from telling her | 29 | ||||||||||
| 30 | It used to be the reason I breathed but now it's choking me up | exactly what it really feels like. He is a lamb, | 30 | ||||||||||
| 31 | Die young and save yourself | she is the slaughter. She's moving way too fast | 31 | ||||||||||
| 32 | and all he wanted was to hold her. Nothing that he | 32 | |||||||||||
| 33 | She hits the lights, this doesn't seem quite fair | tells her is really having an effect. He whispers | 33 | ||||||||||
| 34 | Despite of everything he learned from his friends | that he loves her but she's probably only looking | 34 | ||||||||||
| 35 | He doesn't feel so prepared | for...so much more than he could ever give, a life | 35 | ||||||||||
| 36 | She's breathing quiet and smooth | free of lies and a meaningful relationship. He | 36 | ||||||||||
| 37 | He's gasping for air | keeps his hands pinned down at his sides. He waits | 37 | ||||||||||
| 38 | for it to end and the aching in his guts to | 38 | |||||||||||
| 39 | "This is the first and last time," he says | subside. Up the stairs: the station where the act | 39 | ||||||||||
| 40 | She fakes a smile and presses her hips into his | becomes the art of growing up. | 40 | ||||||||||
| 1 | He keeps his hands pinned down at his sides | 1 | |||||||||||
| 2 | He's holding back from telling her | 2 | |||||||||||
| 3 | Exactly what it really feels like | 3 | |||||||||||
| 4 | 4 | ||||||||||||
| 5 | He is the lamb, she is the slaughter | 5 | |||||||||||
| 6 | She's moving way too fast and all he wanted was to hold her | 6 | |||||||||||
| 7 | Nothing that he tells her's really having an effect | 7 | |||||||||||
| 8 | He whispers that he loves her | 8 | |||||||||||
| 9 | But she's probably only looking for | 9 | |||||||||||
| 10 | 10 | ||||||||||||
| 11 | So much more than he could ever give | 11 | |||||||||||
| 12 | A life free of lies and a meaningful relationship | 12 | |||||||||||
| 13 | He keeps his hands pinned down at his sides | 13 | |||||||||||
| 14 | He waits for it to end | 14 | |||||||||||
| 15 | And for the aching in his guts to subside | 15 | |||||||||||
| 16 | 16 | ||||||||||||
| 17 | The fever, the focus | 17 | |||||||||||
| 18 | The reasons that I had to believe you weren't too hard to sell | 18 | |||||||||||
| 19 | Die young and save yourself | 19 | |||||||||||
| 20 | The tickle, the taste of | 20 | |||||||||||
| 21 | It used to be the reason I breathed but now it's choking me up | 21 | |||||||||||
| 22 | Die young and save yourself | 22 | |||||||||||
| 23 | 23 | ||||||||||||
| 24 | Up the stairs, the station where | 24 | |||||||||||
| 25 | The act becomes the art of growing up | 25 | |||||||||||
| 26 | 26 | ||||||||||||
| 27 | The fever, the focus | 27 | |||||||||||
| 28 | The reasons that I had to believe you weren't too hard to sell | 28 | |||||||||||
| 29 | Die young and save yourself | 29 | |||||||||||
| 30 | The tickle, the taste of | 30 | |||||||||||
| 31 | It used to be the reason I breathed but now it's choking me up | 31 | |||||||||||
| 32 | Die young and save yourself | 32 | |||||||||||
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