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"From Now On We Are Enemies"

Por Fall Out Boy

I just want to be better than your, your head's only medicine
I just want to be better than your, your head's only medicine

A downward spiral just a pirouette
Getting worse till there's n-n-nothing left
What good comes of something when I'm
Just the ghost of nothing, nothing?

I'm just the man on the balcony, singing
Nobody will ever remember me
Rejoice, rejoice and fall to your knees
(For a)

Lunatic of a God or a God of a lunatic?
Oh, their faces are dancing, they're dancing till
Till they can't stand it
A composer but never composed
Singing the symphonies of the overdosed
A composer but never composed, singing
I only want what I can't have
I only want what I can't have

Heralded as a king before I had a birthday
With double digits
Fit the crown to my head but I was only a kid
(Yeah, I was only a kid)
Yeah, I was only a kid
Hey!

I'm just the man on the balcony, singing
Nobody will ever remember me
Rejoice, rejoice and fall to your knees
(Whoa)

To be better than your, your head's only medicine
I just want to be better than your, your head's only medicine

I'm just the man on the balcony, singing
Nobody will ever remember me
Rejoice (rejoice), rejoice (rejoice) and fall to your knees
(Fall to your knees)

I'm just the man on the balcony, singing
Nobody will ever remember me (ever remeber me)
Rejoice (rejoie), rejoice (rejoice) and fall to your knees

Lunatic of a God or a God of a lunatic?
(Lu-lu-lunatic, lu-lu-lunatic, lu-lu-lunatic)
Oh, their faces are dancing, they're dancing till
Till they can't stand it
A composer but never composed
Singing the symphonies of the overdosed
A composer but never composed, singing (singing)
I only want what I can't have
I only want what I can't have
I only want what I can't have
I only want what I can't, I can't have