Lungs Like Gallows-Senses Fail

[ti:Lungs Like Gallows] [ar:Senses Fail] [al:Life Is Not A Waiting Room] [00:01.00]Senses Fail - Lungs Like Gallows [00:10.00] [00:11.15]I give blood to prove to myself [00:14.76]That I can matter to somebody else. [00:17.77]Is what makes a man the dirt on his hands? [00:21.54]If so, don't put your faith in the desert sand, [00:25.31]There are gallows deep inside my lungs, [00:28.63]Thats where I hung ambition. [00:31.46] [00:32.16]Is it luck that's knocking on my back door? [00:37.60]Because I've been breaking mirrors since 1984. [00:43.99]I walk under ladders, I spill salt on sores [00:49.88]And I open my umbrella even when I am indoors. [00:56.71]So give me seven more. [01:01.76] [01:31.52]Is it luck that's knocking on my back door? [01:37.31]Because I've been breaking mirrors since 1984. [01:43.70]I walk under ladders, I spill salt on sores [01:49.85]And I open my umbrella even when I am indoors. [01:55.92]So give me seven more. [01:57.50] [01:58.20]I don't need her. I'm not that desperate. [02:01.39]Come visit me in twenty years and maybe then. [02:04.54]Cause I'm not done screaming yet. [02:07.52]You can call off the intervention. [02:12.82] [02:46.08]Is it luck that's knocking on my back door? [02:52.98]Because I've been breaking mirrors since 1984. [02:59.31]I walk under ladders, I spill salt on sores [03:05.61]And I open my umbrella even when I am indoors. [03:11.99]So give me seven more. [03:15.16]