These Elysian nights
Alone in the
golden skies
Lost in a memory
of how it used to be
when it was
only you and me
And our old petty slights
I found home
in those messy fights
Somehow I couldn't see
through the cloud of debris
at the scene of the crime
They say time
heals all wounds
But the wounds
are what I miss
'Cause every brush
with death
meant much more
than a kiss
Can you hear me callin'
from way the fuck
down here
Those golden days
of brawlin'
were the best
of all my years
I'm bored as fuck
without you
Are you bored
without me too
I'm longing for
just one night more
of beating
the piss out of you
Turf war
what's the score
How the hell'd
she get on board
Egg Boiz kill that vandal
Hope you like
your minions scrambled
Oh shit
Get lit
Get your punk-ass off my ship
If you say so gotta go
Oh my God it's gonna blow
Another exciting
Sin City night
This Sheila's blastin'
your ass away
Glorious bloodshed
under neon lights
I will destroy you at last
They say time
heals all wounds
But the wounds are
what I miss
And every brush
with death
meant much more
than a kiss
Can you feel me fallin'
Though I don't know
if it's love
Could this be love
The cuts are healed
and scarrin'
But I still
taste the blood
I still taste your blood
I know I tried
to kill you
and you tried
to kill me too
You blew a hole
right through my soul
while I was beating
the piss out of you
Beating
the piss
Out of you