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Follow Your Bliss - The Best of Senses Fail
Disc 1
01. Wolves at the Door
02. Can't Be Saved
03. Lungs Like Gallows
04. Buried a Lie
05. Shark Attack
06. Lady in a Blue Dress
07. The Fire
08. Rum Is for Drinking, Not for Burning
09. Calling All Cars
10. Bite to Break Skin
11. The Priest and the Matador
12. Bloody Romance
13. Family Tradition
14. You're Cute When You Scream
15. New Year's Eve
16. One Eight Seven
Disc 2
01. War Paint
02. Vines
03. Early Graves
04. Waves
Clip my angels wings
I'm a coward, I'm a liar and a cheat
My vows all mean nothing
I'm weaker than a priest
Board up the windows and lock all the doors

Like a hurricane I'm always given a new name
Board up the windows and lock all the doors
Head for the hills, get somewhere safe
The further you go the better off you'll be

I'm clear as glass but I can seem to ever clean
The fingerprints you left on me
I wish every night was new year's eve
So this Irish disease could have company

Who the fuck would want to live forever
When everyday feels like it's been a week
Call on the archers and let down the gate
Hell must be a view watching everyone you knew

Move on without you like you never lived
I'm just like my father as lonely as sin
Drinking away what I've been given

I'm clear as glass but I can seem to ever clean
The fingerprints you left on me
I wish every night was new year's eve
So this Irish disease could have company

I hate myself for never saying
That I want you in my life

But it's not my place to keep on trying to chase
A relationship that's not there
But if I don't then I know that you won't even dare

I'm clear as glass but I can seem to ever clean
The fingerprints you left on me
I wish every night was new year's eve
So this Irish disease could have company