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billy talent in billy talent part 2 albumunden cikardiklari ilk klip sarkisi
A devil in a midnight mass,
He prayed behind stained glass.
A memory of Sunday class,
Resurrected from the past.
Hold your breath and count to four
Pinky swears don't work no more
Footsteps down the hallway floor,
Getting closer to my door
I was alive, but now I'm singing...
[Chorus]
Silent nights... for the rest of my life.
Silent nights... for the rest of my life.
Violent knight... till at the edge of your knife.
"Forgive me Father"... won't make it right.
Silent nights... for the rest of my life.
Silent nights... at the edge of your knife.
You're guilty!
A devil in a midnight mass
Killed the boy inside the man
The holy water in his hands
Can never wash away his sins
Hold your breath and count to four
Pinky swears don't work no more
Put my trust in God that day
Not the man that taught his way
I was alive, but now I'm singing...
[Chorus]
Whisper, whisper... don't make a sound.
Your bed is made; it's in the ground
Whisper, whisper... don't make a sound.
Your bed is made; it's in the ground
Whisper, whisper... don't make a sound.
Your bed is made; it's in the ground
Whisper, whisper... don't make a sound.
Your bed is made; it's in the ground
Whisper, whisper... don't make a sound.
Your bed is made; it's in the ground
Whisper, whisper... don't make a sound.
Your bed is made; it's in the ground
A devil in a midnight mass,
He prayed behind stained glass.
A memory of Sunday class,
Resurrected from the past.
Hold your breath and count to four
Pinky swears don't work no more
Footsteps down the hallway floor,
Getting closer to my door
I was alive, but now I'm singing...
[Chorus]
Silent nights... for the rest of my life.
Silent nights... for the rest of my life.
Violent knight... till at the edge of your knife.
"Forgive me Father"... won't make it right.
Silent nights... for the rest of my life.
Silent nights... at the edge of your knife.
You're guilty!
A devil in a midnight mass
Killed the boy inside the man
The holy water in his hands
Can never wash away his sins
Hold your breath and count to four
Pinky swears don't work no more
Put my trust in God that day
Not the man that taught his way
I was alive, but now I'm singing...
[Chorus]
Whisper, whisper... don't make a sound.
Your bed is made; it's in the ground
Whisper, whisper... don't make a sound.
Your bed is made; it's in the ground
Whisper, whisper... don't make a sound.
Your bed is made; it's in the ground
Whisper, whisper... don't make a sound.
Your bed is made; it's in the ground
Whisper, whisper... don't make a sound.
Your bed is made; it's in the ground
Whisper, whisper... don't make a sound.
Your bed is made; it's in the ground
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