Metaphor Fool

This song is called

it's a metaphor fool

sixteen names on my list

but none of them could ever get me high like this

got your scars in my wrist

you're safe inside my fist (now let the fun begin! sing!)

all you are to me is dead skin

flaking off my hand onto the pavement

all you are to me is dead skin

braking up my band wont bring you payment

woah (love like no other)

woah (we told your mother)

woah (love like no other)

woah (i told your mother)

so here's the plan

you're giving in to every sick demand

buying the band our own apartment

here is your past

flashing forward out to whip your ass

into the form adorn when you were born

woah

woah (love like no other)

woah (and told your mother)

woah (love like no other)

woah (we told your bother baby boy)

all you are to me is dead

all you are to me is dead

all you are to me is dead skin (comon!)

all you are to me is dead

sixty bullets split your head

all you are to me is dead skin (gogogo)

all you are to me is dead

all you are to me is dead

all you are to me is dead skin

all you are to me is dead

sixty bullets split your head

all you are to me is dead skin