Drunk with the only saints I know Everyone wearing their halos This is how we'll look when we die Decorations on the tables X-marks over our eyes Clouds the faces of All the ones you love Thinking about how your friends are All the people who you'll ever do wrong Just because they'll love you anyways Doesnt mean they'll forget everything you say I'm not so sure about anything I never stop and think about anything At all. I'm not so sure about anyone I never stop and think about anyone At all.
(This is how we all look when we die.) Maybe she'll be crazy And say that we're all just assholes With our heads resting on the bar Halfway home we'll have our halos on.
(This is how we all look when we die.) Maybe she'll be crazy And say that we're all just assholes With our heads resting on the bar Halfway home we'll have our halos on.
(This is how we all look when we die.) Maybe she'll be crazy And say that we're all just assholes With our heads resting on the bar Halfway home we'll have our halos on.
(This is how we all look when we die.) Maybe she'll be crazy And say that we're all just assholes With our heads resting on the bar Halfway home we'll have our halos on.
(This is how we all look when we die.) Maybe she'll be crazy And say that we're all just assholes With our heads resting on the bar Halfway home we'll have our halos on.
(This is how we all look when we die.) Maybe she'll be crazy And say that we're all just assholes With our heads resting on the bar Halfway home we'll have our halos on.
(This is how we all look when we die.) With x-marks over our eyes.
(This is how we all look when we die.) This is how we look when we die.