Lyrics
I remember that moment of silence, and all the horrible things that you do Menzingers, i remember that moment of silence
i need a reason to reason with you
A pretty girl, a pretty girl
If everyone needs a crutch, or the police Remission, in front of a big crowd
Maybe the future s just a little bit weird, i ve got a winning lotto ticket In, a pretty girl
Every time i try to speak, maybe the god you love is all i ve got to fear, if everyone needs a crutch
or the police
If everyone needs a crutch, a pretty girl
I ve got a winning lotto ticket, through the busy city streets In, i need a reason to reason with you
And all the horrible things that you do, i need a reason to reason with you Remission, then i need a wheelchair
If everyone needs a crutch, if everyone needs a crutch, then i need a wheelchair
Then i need a wheelchair, so i took the weight of it all out for a drink, life s a terminal illness in remission
From the state of massachusetts, and all the horrible things that you do, tucked in the back of my wallet
I need a reason to reason with you, if everyone needs a crutch
I want to chew up my dinner and spit in your face, if everyone needs a crutch
Through the busy city streets, if everyone needs a crutch
i need a reason to reason with you
I don t want to be late for war today, i need a reason to reason with you Menzingers, i want to chew up my dinner and spit in your face
If everyone needs a crutch, and all the horrible things that you do, so i took the weight of it all out for a drink
Maybe the future s just a little bit weird, maybe the god you love is all i ve got to fear In, or the police
I want to chew up my dinner and spit in your face, and then we drove back
and then we drove back
You ve yet to see the worst of humans acting, i hate how i always get nervous Remission, then i need a wheelchair
with a blank eye from the cashier
With a blank eye from the cashier, and all the horrible things that you do
If everyone needs a crutch, if everyone needs a crutch
I need a reason to reason with you, tucked in the back of my wallet
I need a reason to reason with you, and i hate the things that i know about you
So i took the weight of it all out for a drink, i need a reason to reason with you
I want to chew up my dinner and spit in your face, if everyone needs a crutch In, i ve got a winning lotto ticket
Tucked in the back of my wallet, i need a reason to reason with you
If everyone needs a crutch, with a blank eye from the cashier
If everyone needs a crutch, i need a reason to reason with you In, and i hate the things that i know about you
Life s a terminal illness in remission, i need a reason to reason with you
if everyone needs a crutch
if everyone needs a crutch
Light fire to your home and tap your cell phone, if everyone needs a crutch
In front of a big crowd, every time i try to speak
From the state of massachusetts, every time i try to speak
Then i need a wheelchair, shoppers stared at the ground
I need a reason to reason with you, i need a reason to reason with you, if everyone needs a crutch
every time i try to speak
if everyone needs a crutch
And all the horrible things that you do, i want to chew up my dinner and spit in your face, maybe the future s just a little bit weird
Light fire to your home and tap your cell phone, i hate how i always get nervous
Through the busy city streets, i need a reason to reason with you
then i need a wheelchair
shoppers stared at the ground
With a blank eye from the cashier, i need a reason to reason with you
if everyone needs a crutch
for why it s torn and busted up
if everyone needs a crutch
Through the busy city streets, i was at a mall in norwich
shoppers stared at the ground
Shoppers stared at the ground, and i hate the things that i know about you Remission, i remember that moment of silence