Paroles de Manic Dream

Don't need your pity, so why don't you save your sympathy? I sold my soul for some cigarettes and a fake ID I wanna drown in the glamour that is my tragedy Isn't it oh so romantic being a manic dream? Ditch the mirror, buy a gun Lace your boots and put your lipstick on Hell's for sale, heaven's gone Live for sin, life's too short to run I wanna dance with the bliss of being seventeen I wanna burn all my money and forget everything I'd rather die at the top than ever make it there I'm letting go of the ropes, I hope the world is prepared I wanna, I wanna for-forget everything I love it, I love it, being a manic dream I wanna, I wanna for-forget everything I love it, I love it, being a manic dream God gave me everything a girl like me could ever need I touch myself and pretend that He's ashamed of me They say the way I live my life won't get me anything But I get off when you hate on me, I love the sting Ditch the mirror, buy a gun Lace your boots and put your lipstick on Hell's for sale, heaven's gone Live for sin, life's too short to run I wanna dance with the bliss of being seventeen I wanna burn all my money and forget everything I'd rather die at the top than ever make it there I'm letting go of the ropes, I hope the world is prepared When I get outta here, I'll paint the town red as I leave I wanna burn all my money and forget everything I'd rather die at the top than ever make it there I'm letting go of the ropes, I hope the world is prepared I wanna, I wanna for-forget everything I love it, I love it, being a manic dream I wanna, I wanna for-forget everything I love it, I love it, being a manic dream I wanna dance with the bliss of being seventeen I wanna burn all my money and forget everything I'd rather die at the top than ever make it there Than ever make it there