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Fall Out Boy - FlatOut 2 - 7 Minutes in Heaven (Atavan Halen)
FlatOut 2
01. Symphony of Destruction
02. Road to Rouen
03. Pyramid
04. Dimension
05. Believe It or Not
06. Dr. Feelgood
07. Demon Speeding
08. Don't Listen to the Radio
09. Richard III
10. Feel So Numb
11. Not Listening
12. Blood Brothers
13. Flat on the Floor
14. Snitches and Talkers Get Stitches and Walkers
15. 7 Minutes in Heaven (Atavan Halen)
16. Rough Landing, Holly
17. Breathing
18. Lobotomy for Dummies
19. Give It All
20. Mercy Me
21. Nowhere Ride
22. Fall Victim
23. Reinventing Your Exit
24. Man or Animal
25. Your Time Has Come
I'm sleeping my way out of this one
With anyone who will lie down
I'll be stuck fixated on one star
When the world is crashing down

I keep telling myself
I keep telling myself
I'm not the desperate type
But you've got me looking in through blinds
I keep telling myself
I keep telling myself
I'm not the desperate type

I'm sitting out dances on the wall
Trying to forget everything that isn't you
I'm not going home alone
'Cause I don't do too well
I'm sitting out dances on the wall
Trying to forget everything that isn't you
I'm not going home alone
'Cause I don't do too well on my own

The only thing worse than not knowing
Is you thinking that I don't know
I'm having another episode
I just need a stronger dose

I keep telling myself
I keep telling myself
I'm not the desperate type
But you've got me looking in through blinds
I keep telling myself
I keep telling myself
I'm not the desperate type

I'm sitting out dances on the wall
Trying to forget everything that isn't you
I'm not going home alone
'Cause I don't do too well
I'm sitting out dances on the wall
Trying to forget everything that isn't you
I'm not going home alone
'Cause I don't do too well on my own

Da-da-da, da-da-da, da-da-da-da
Da-da-da, da-da-da, da-da-da-da
Doo-do-do, doo-do-do
Da-da-da, da-da-da, da-da-da-da

Da-da-da, da-da-da, da-da-da-da
Da-da-da, da-da-da, da-da-da-da
Doo-do-do, doo-do-do

I keep telling myself
I keep telling myself
I'm not the desperate type
But you've got me looking in through blinds

I keep telling myself
I keep telling myself
I'm not the desperate type

Sitting out dances on the wall
Trying to forget everything that isn't you
I'm not going home alone
'Cause I don't do too well on my own