AFI - Of Greetings and Goodbyes Lyrics
Get the lyrics to the song: Of Greetings and Goodbyes by AFI at LyricsKeeper.com.
Of Greetings and Goodbyes
| Of Greetings and Goodbyes Lyrics |
|---|
What Are The Lyrics For Of Greetings and Goodbyes By AFI?
Now ending discreetly, just like a hidden sin
As I go under please tuck me in Make me invisible This hidden explosion calls for a wandering cast with no direction Enter all monsters let us twist another fairy tale (Whoa whoa) Go kill the lights, we'll glow till morning comes (Then we go under) (Whoa whoa) I'll say goodnight and bow to everyone Then we go under The beauties are sleeping as fruit just rots away Today go hungry, let it begin Make me invincible There was a weeping I carried down today, a sigh worth keeping Deep within divinity let's star another secret show (Whoa whoa) Go kill the lights, we'll glow till morning comes (Then we go under) (Whoa whoa) I'll say goodnight and bow to everyone No need to worry it is just another monster No need to fear here in the secret show No need to worry I am just another monster In you, I'll see me, in the secret show (Whoa whoa) Go kill the lights, we'll glow till morning comes (Then we go under) (Whoa whoa) I'll say goodnight and bow to everyone (Whoa whoa) Go kill the lights, we'll glow till morning comes (Whoa whoa) I'll say goodnight and bow to everyone |
Who Wrote Of Greetings and Goodbyes By AFI?
Christopher Harriott, Simon Hopkinson
|
What's The Duration Of The Of Greetings and Goodbyes By AFI?The duration of Of Greetings and Goodbyes is 3:04 minutes and seconds. |
More Lyrics
0 | 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | A | B | C | D | E | F | G | H | I | J | K | L | M | N | O | P | Q | R | S | T | U | V | W | X | Y | Z
Lyrics Of The Day
- The Cooper Temple Clause: Promises Promises It's got me going inside I think it's happening again…
- Four-Tay: Money For the love of what…
- Ronnie James: I Can't Give You Anything But Love Gee, but it's tough to be broke, kid…
- Jean Ferrat: La Matinee La matinée se lève…
- Stockholm Jazz Orchestra: La Ultima Curda Lastima bandoneón, mi corazón…