Live life until you’re on your knees   Fallen angels broken and diseased   Do you burden yourself with the worth of your health    And your pride   Or do you burn while you’re bright, never phased by the fight   That is life      I sold my soul to buy back my heart from you   I’m not doing so good, how the hell are you   We drink to our good fortune from your poisoned cup   Spend your life waiting till your time is up      Unstable, headstrong and naïve   See you tomorrow, but there’s no guarantee   Do you picture your self perched upon heavens shelf with your sins   Or do you creep down low with your mock halo above your head..      I sold my soul to buy back my heart from you   I’m not doing so good, how the hell are you   We drink to our good fortune from your poisoned cup   Spend your life waiting till your time is up   Till your throat is cut      I sold my soul to buy back my heart from you   I’m not doing so good, how the hell are you   We drink to our good fortune from your poisoned cup   Spend your life waiting till your time is up   Till your throat is cut