Desperate
But not hopeless
I feel so useless
In the murder city
Desperate
But not helpless
The clock strikes midnight
In the murder city
I'm wide awake after the riot
This demonstration of our anguish
This empty laughter has no reason
Like a bottle of your favorite poison
We are the last call
And we're so pathetic
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Desperate
But not hopeless
I feel so useless
In the murder city
Desperate
But not helpless
The clock strikes midnight
In the murder city
Christian's crying in the bathroom
And I just want to bum a cigarette
We've come so far, we’ve been so wasted
It's written all over our faces
We are the last call
And we're so pathetic
Lyric provided by http://www.poprockbands.com
Desperate
But not hopeless
I feel so useless
In the murder city
Desperate
But not helpless
The clock strikes midnight
In the murder city
Desperate
But not hopeless
I feel so useless
In the murder city
Desperate
But not helpless
The clock strikes midnight
In the
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