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The Fine Art Of Making It Out Alive

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"The Fine Art Of Making It Out Alive" (2006)

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Fine Art of Making It Out Alive
Fine Art of Making It Out Alive
Boys Night Out - Fine Art Of Making It Out Alive
Boys Night Out - Fine Art Of Making It Out Alive
Boys Night Out - The Fine Art Of Making It Out Alive
Boys Night Out - The Fine Art Of Making It Out Alive
Boys Night Out - Fine Art of Making It Out Alive
Boys Night Out - Fine Art of Making It Out Alive
Boys Night Out - Topic
Boys Night Out - Topic
Composing
Composing
Disintegrating
Disintegrating
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Subtleties That Make Mass Murderers Out of Otherwise Decent Human Being
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The Only Honest Love Song
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Top Tracks - Boys Night Out
Hold on Tightly, Let Go Lightly
Hold on Tightly, Let Go Lightly
Relapsing
Relapsing
Anatomy of the Journey
Anatomy of the Journey
Dreaming
Dreaming
Lust Phenomenon
Lust Phenomenon
I Got Punched in the Nose for Sticking My Face in Other People's Business
I Got Punched in the Nose for Sticking My Face in Other People's Business
I Was the Devil for One Afternoon
I Was the Devil for One Afternoon
The Fine Art of Making It Out Alive (Cover)
The Fine Art of Making It Out Alive (Cover)
The Push And Pull
The Push And Pull
Purging
Purging

Lyrics

Kiss me on the forhead angel
Before I go to sleep
I can't remember if its Thursday or December
I've been keeping track of days by counting hangovers
And the bottles on my floor
My mangled memory is making me mistake misfortune for forgivness
I don't think I'll make it out alive
So promise me that you'll survive to bury me

Just empty all the alcohol
And chronicle the chemicals
But don't forget the cigarettes
Remember every ember

Alright, I admit that past few months were broken and abused
Now I'm used to the bleeding and unspoken words that kept me so confused
Maybe we can get past these addictions
But the bodies piling up are a whole other story
Unless your stomach's strong enough(2x)

Maybe we can get past these addictions
But the bodies piling up

So promise me that you'll survive to bury me

Hell, maybe we can just pretend
That this recovery wont depend on moderation
And in the end the same routine won'e leave me dead(2x)
Just empty all the alcohol...or baby we're dead

Tomorrow we'll wake up in time to stop this double suicide
Through kisses laced with cyanide
ANd one last look through bloodshot eyes

I guess this is what they call killing yourself in small dose(2x)


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