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Atreyu - The Best of Atreyu - Shameful
The Best of Atreyu
01. Lip Gloss and Black
02. Ain't Love Grand
03. Living Each Day Like You're Already Dead
04. A Song for the Optimists
05. Deanne the Arsonist
06. Tulips Are Better
07. Someone's Standing on My Chest
08. Bleeding Mascara
09. Right Side of the Bed
10. You Eclipsed by Me
11. The Crimson
12. Demonology and Heartache
13. My Sanity on the Funeral Pyre
14. Creature
15. Untitled Finale
16. Ex's and Oh's
17. Shameful
18. The Theft
You should have ran for days
You embrace, you betray
I am sad to say, you're a sad cliche
But when you ran you tripped and fell
On a path that led you straight to hell
This is the salt in your wounds
This is why I told you so

If you knew
What I know
Would you move
Like you do
With malicious discontent
You went about hellbent to destroy
But did you have a reason why?

Here's to lowering caskets of old friends
Choice and consequence
We'll birth a new day with the death of an old and
Start over, start over
Here's to burying hatchets in those who you'd never call your friends
We'll birth a new day with the death of an old and
Start over, start over

Can you breathe in, reach in and let it out
The evil inside
That's eating you out tonight
With every venomous move
I will suck you up and spit you
Get out of my life
Get out of my sight

Here's to lowering caskets of old friends
Choice and consequence
We'll birth a new day with the death of an old and
Start over, start over
Here's to burying hatchets in those who you'd never call your friends
We'll birth a new day with the death of an old and
Start over, start over

You let yourself get carried away
Don't act like you're ashamed
You let yourself get carried away
Bow your head now accept the blame
You let yourself get carried away
Bury this with you a waste

And now it's time to see
What you don't mean to me
Now it's time to see
What you don't mean to me
Now it's time to see
What you don't mean to me

Here's to lowering caskets of old friends
Choice and consequence
We'll birth a new day with the death of an old and
Start over, start over
Here's to burying hatchets in those who you'd never call your friends
We'll birth a new day with the death of an old and...