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The Bacchanal Affair

๐Ÿ‘ค It Dies Today โ€ข ๐ŸŽผ Sirens โ€ข โฑ๏ธ 3:16
๐ŸŽต 1329 characters
โฑ๏ธ 3:16 duration
๐Ÿ†” ID: 3273427

๐Ÿ“œ Lyrics

Tonight, we're drunk upon our nostalgia
So raise a glass to the black maria
Through laughter seems to soothe the pain
Of adoring what I violate

I'm sick to death by the irony and all the lies that we create
When we're feigning every red letter day

The chemicals aid in our neglect, feigning all of adoration
Destined it seems for this disease, becoming all I loathed
Feigning all our adoration

Dissembling passion, our foreplay to debauchery
A perfume of zinfandel and coffin nails
Intoxicates, fair Judas goat, now you've got your sheep

I'm sick to death by the irony and all the lies that we create
When we're feigning every red letter day

The chemicals aid in our neglect, feigning all of adoration
Destined it seems for this disease, becoming all I loathed
Feigning all our adoration

Track marks and a trail of hearts will guide you home
There is a bleak horizon everywhere I roam
Track marks and a trail of hearts will guide you home
There is a bleak horizon everywhere I roam

The chemicals aid in our neglect, feigning all of adoration
Destined it seems for this disease, becoming all I loathed
Feigning all our adoration

Track marks and a trail of hearts will guide you home
There is a bleak horizon everywhere I roam
Track marks and a trail of hearts will guide you home
There is a bleak horizon everywhere I roam

โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics

[00:16.21] Tonight, we're drunk upon our nostalgia
[00:21.66] So raise a glass to the black maria
[00:26.18] Through laughter seems to soothe the pain
[00:29.76] Of adoring what I violate
[00:33.36] I'm sick to death by the irony and all the lies that we create
[00:38.73] When we're feigning every red letter day
[00:42.34] The chemicals aid in our neglect, feigning all of adoration
[00:52.30] Destined it seems for this disease, becoming all I loathed
[00:58.68] Feigning all our adoration
[01:04.04] Dissembling passion, our foreplay to debauchery
[01:09.59] A perfume of zinfandel and coffin nails
[01:14.03] Intoxicates, fair Judas goat, now you've got your sheep
[01:20.38] I'm sick to death by the irony and all the lies that we create
[01:26.61] When we're feigning every red letter day
[01:29.36] The chemicals aid in our neglect, feigning all of adoration
[01:40.25] Destined it seems for this disease, becoming all I loathed
[01:46.56] Feigning all our adoration
[01:52.27]
[02:09.43] Track marks and a trail of hearts will guide you home
[02:14.85] There is a bleak horizon everywhere I roam
[02:20.23] Track marks and a trail of hearts will guide you home
[02:25.62] There is a bleak horizon everywhere I roam
[02:31.04] The chemicals aid in our neglect, feigning all of adoration
[02:41.80] Destined it seems for this disease, becoming all I loathed
[02:47.30] Feigning all our adoration
[02:52.61] Track marks and a trail of hearts will guide you home
[02:58.02] There is a bleak horizon everywhere I roam
[03:02.53] Track marks and a trail of hearts will guide you home
[03:08.89] There is a bleak horizon everywhere I roam
[03:14.28]

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