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Live life until you're on your knees Fallen angels broken and diseased Do you burden yourself with the worth of your health And your pride Or do you burn while you're bright, never phased by the fight That is life I sold my soul to buy back my heart from you I'm not doing so good, how the hell are you We drink to our good fortune from your poisoned cup Spend your life waiting till your time is up Unstable, headstrong and naá¯ve See you tomorrow, but there's no guarantee Do you picture your self perched upon heavens shelf with your sins Or do you creep down low with your mock halo above your head.. I sold my soul to buy back my heart from you I'm not doing so good, how the hell are you We drink to our good fortune from your poisoned cup Spend your life waiting till your time is up Till your throat is cut I sold my soul to buy back my heart from you I'm not doing so good, how the hell are you We drink to our good fortune from your poisoned cup Spend your life waiting till your time is up Till your throat is cut From Letras Mania