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The Suicide Machines - No Sale lyrics
The wind was chill as we sat on the steps, 
 I could see the vapor form from your breath, 
 Well, your lips were red and your skin so pale, 
 But your cash register read no sale, well 
 The moon was set against deep blue sky 
 A stone cold, stark white, sliver of light 
 The stillness of the air and the fading twilight 
 If I died here tonight you know it really wouldn't matter at all Buy 
We've known each other since the first grade, 
 When I pushed you down and white-washed your face, 
 Well, we were playing the king of the hill, yeah 
 We'd start an avalanche and see who fell, well 
 There I was standing on that hill when 
 The other kids came in for the kill, The Suicide Machines - No Sale - http://motolyrics.com/the-suicide-machines/no-sale-lyrics.html
 Then something hit my head, I was rendered unconscious 
 If I died on that hill, to you, it really wouldn't matter 
 Some people say that I just don't get it, in fact you said it yourself 
 I've heard some say that I can't take a hint 
 And others say that I should seek help, yeah well 
 You left a trail of footprints in the sand as 
 You started running as fast as you can, well 
 I'll never know why I make you wanna vomit or 
 When I call you up you tell me to stop it, well 
 The moon was set against deep blue sky 
 A stone cold, stark white, sliver of light 
 The stillness of the air and the fading twilight 
 If I died here tonight you know it really wouldn't matter at all 
 If I died here tonight you know it really wouldn't matter at all...matter at all
















