Saintly Rows - All My Heroes Hang From Ceiling Fans | Текст песни

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I will not outlive my father.
I will not outrun my debts.
I will only serve to embody each of your regrets.
I am made of broken promises, and I owe them to you.
I am a list of failed romances, won't you kill me with the truth.

With every passing day that ends up the same,
I'm waiting for silence, I'm waiting for the end.

I give up.