| | Paris In Flames Lyrics Artist(Band):Thursday
And on the first day I'll dress this city in flames After all the things you say You hate me for being this way Still you won't let go of old ideals There is no headline to read at night When the record skips and you're not holding the needle We all sing the songs of separation And we watch our lives bleed out through our hands That's how it was on the first day We saw Paris in Flames rain, rain down I think it's going to rain, rain down Here in this collapsed lung of a borough There is no sunlight The sunlight is manufactured in a windowless room Distant and incoherent Businessmen hang themselves We all sing the songs of separation And we watch our lives bleed out through our hands That's how it was on the first day We saw Paris in Flames The lower east side is a jukebox playing the deadman's crescendo The needle is a vector An intersection that we all must cross A dimly lit hallway where shadows of moths decorate the walls Discard this message Discard this message Discard this message Burn the city down Throw this bottle back in the ocean Rip this page from the history books Smash all the street signs Erase all the maps Forget my name Forget my face Forget my name Because it's going to rain And it never ends If you find some error in Paris In Flames Lyrics, would you please submit your corrections to me? Thank You. Thanks to Mallory The Valkyrie.<3 for submitting the lyrics. Review about Paris In Flames i cannot believee | Reviewer: katy,bby. | 12/3/2007 that NO ONE has commented on this song yet. I love this song so damn much, other than I am the killer its probably one of my favorite Thursday songs. Well. Anyone who doesn't love this song is a hoe fershur. ahaha. jay-kay. Review the song Paris In Flames The area is only for review, if you want to submit the lyrics or the corrections of the lyrics, please click the link at the end of the lyrics.  Download "Thursday" Music | |
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