System Of A Down - Chop Suey!
Wake up! (Wake up!..)
Grab a brush and put a little (makeup!..),
Hide the scars to fade away the (shakeup!..)
(Hide the scars to fade away the shakeup!..)
Why′d you leave the keys upon the table?
Here you go create another fable
You wanted to,
Grab a brush and put a little makeup,
You wanted to,
Hide the scars to fade away the shakeup,
You wanted to,
Why′d you leave the keys upon the table,
You wanted to,
I don′t think you trust
in my self righteous suicide.
I cry when angels deserve to die... Die!
Wake up!(Wake up!..)
Grab a brush and put a little (makeup!..),
Hide the scars to fade away the (shakeup!..)
(Hide the scars to fade away the shakeup!..)
Why′d you leave the keys upon the table?
Here you go create another fable
You wanted to,
Grab a brush and put a little makeup,
You wanted to,
Hide the scars to fade away the shakeup,
You wanted to,
Why′d you leave the keys upon the table,
You wanted to,
I don′t think you trust
in my self righteous suicide.
I cry when angels deserve to die... Die!
Father,
Father,
Father,
Father,
Father,
Into your hands I commend my spirit,
Father, into your hands,
Why have you forsaken me,
In your eyes forsaken me,
In your thoughts forsaken me,
In your heart forsaken, me oh,
Trust in my self righteous suicide.
I cry when angels deserve to die,
In my self righteous suicide.
I cry when angels deserve to die.
Grab a brush and put a little (makeup!..),
Hide the scars to fade away the (shakeup!..)
(Hide the scars to fade away the shakeup!..)
Why′d you leave the keys upon the table?
Here you go create another fable
You wanted to,
Grab a brush and put a little makeup,
You wanted to,
Hide the scars to fade away the shakeup,
You wanted to,
Why′d you leave the keys upon the table,
You wanted to,
I don′t think you trust
in my self righteous suicide.
I cry when angels deserve to die... Die!
Wake up!(Wake up!..)
Grab a brush and put a little (makeup!..),
Hide the scars to fade away the (shakeup!..)
(Hide the scars to fade away the shakeup!..)
Why′d you leave the keys upon the table?
Here you go create another fable
You wanted to,
Grab a brush and put a little makeup,
You wanted to,
Hide the scars to fade away the shakeup,
You wanted to,
Why′d you leave the keys upon the table,
You wanted to,
I don′t think you trust
in my self righteous suicide.
I cry when angels deserve to die... Die!
Father,
Father,
Father,
Father,
Father,
Into your hands I commend my spirit,
Father, into your hands,
Why have you forsaken me,
In your eyes forsaken me,
In your thoughts forsaken me,
In your heart forsaken, me oh,
Trust in my self righteous suicide.
I cry when angels deserve to die,
In my self righteous suicide.
I cry when angels deserve to die.
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