Senses Fail - Chandelier

Band: Senses Fail Album: Life Is Not A Waiting Room This head is haunted by a chorus in the sky. The voices are not mine, I kiss the darkness as I see the whites of your eyes. They are crawling my spine, which bloom at midnight in the middle of the moon. Light a match! Light the chandelier! The bedroom is a ballroom now. Strike the band and the dancing dead. The room is filled with corpses in costumes. My guests dress in black and blue, I raise a toast to the few. The orchids areBloom, died in a note to the chorus of the garden. The sun will kiss the darkness as soon as the prison authorities to give grace. "This is your last night. I believe in what you write?" We open the sky, and we hope you will see the light. "

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