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Boys Night Out - Make Yourself Sick - The First Time It Shouldn’t Taste Like Blood
Make Yourself Sick
01. I Got Punched in the Nose for Sticking My Face in Other People’s Business
02. (Just Once) Let’s Do Something Different
03. The First Time It Shouldn’t Taste Like Blood
04. It’s Dylan, You Know the Drill
05. Hold on Tightly. Let Go Lightly.
06. The Subtleties That Make Mass Murderers Out of Otherwise Decent Human Beings
07. The Fine Art of Making It Out Alive
08. I Was the Devil for One Afternoon
09. The Anatomy of the Journey
10. Yeah, No…I Know…
If you were to ask me how long I've been running for
I don't even think that I could answer
I just don't know anymore
I'm a sucker for weakness
And the blood covering my floor
It's all that I have left to remind me
Of the girls I've loved before

Believe me when I say that I love you, angel
Because I do
But accidents will happen
And they do
(And they do)
Believe me when I say that I love you, angel
Because I do
But accidents will happen
And they do
(And they do)

Courtesy came calling
With her best friend common sense
Unaware that malice and manipulation
Had taken up residence
Caring came to the crime scene
But bloodlust beat them back
So apathy could laugh with his compadres
And anger could attack
Anger could attack

Believe me when I say that I love you, angel
Because I do
But accidents will happen
And they do
(And they do)
Believe me when I say that I love you, angel
Because I do
But accidents will happen
And they do
(And they do)

Hey honey, hold my hand and hope for heaven
Because I just can't help myself
Even angels end up burned and buried in my backyard
And you, you're just like everyone else

Hey honey, hold my hand and hope for heaven
Because I just can't help myself
Even angels end up burned and buried in my backyard
And you, you're just like everyone else

Hey honey, hold my hand and hope for heaven
Because I just can't help myself
Even angels end up burned and buried in my backyard
And you, you're just like everyone else