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Panic! At The Disco

I Write Sins Not Tragedies

Oh, well, imagine As I'm pacing the pews in a church corridor And I can't help but to hear No, I can't help but to hear an exchanging of words "What a beautiful wedding" What a beautiful wedding says a bridesmaid to the waiter "And, yes, but

The Used

I’m a Fake

Small, simple, safe price. Rise the wake and carry me with all of my regrets. This is not a small cut that scabs, and dries, and flakes, and heals. And I am not afraid to die. I´m not afraid to bleed, and fuck, and fight. I

Panic! At The Disco

Hallelujah

Ooh A moment you'll never remember And a night you'll never forget Ooh All you sinners, stand up Sing hallelujah (hallelujah) Show praise with your body Stand up, sing hallelujah (hallelujah) And if you can't stop shaking Lean back, let it move right through you (hallelujah) Say your prayers Say your prayers Say

The Used

I Caught Fire

Seemed to stop my breath My head on your chest Waiting to cave in From the bottom of my... Hear your voice again Can we dim the sun And wonder where we´ve been? Maybe you and me so... Kiss me like you did My heart stopped beating Such a softer sin. (I'm

Panic! At The Disco

This Is Gospel

This is gospel for the fallen ones Locked away in permanent slumber Assembling their philosophies From pieces of broken memories Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh This is the beat of my heart This is the beat of my heart Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh This is the beat of

The Used

Smother Me

Let me be the one who calls you baby All the time Surely you can take some comfort Knowing that you're mine Just hold me tight, lay by my side and let me be the one who calls you Baby all the time [Chorus] I found my place in

The Used

The Bird And The Worm

He wears his heart safety pinned to his backpack His backpack is all that he knows Shot down by strangers whose glances can cripple The heart and devour the soul All alone he turns to stone While holding his breath half to death! Terrified of what's inside To

Panic! At The Disco

Emperor’s New Clothes

(Finders keepers, losers weepers) Welcome to the end of eras Ice has melted back to life Done my time and served my sentence Dress me up and watch me die If it feels good, tastes good It must be mine Dynasty decapitated You just might see a ghost tonight And

The Used

Poetic Tragedy

The cup is not half empty as pescimists say As far as he sees nothing´s left in the cup A whole cup full of nothing for him to indulge Since the voice of ambition has long since been shut up A singer, a writer, he´s

Panic! At The Disco

Victorious

Tonight we are victorious Champagne pouring over us All my friends were glorious Tonight we are victorious Oh oh oh oh, victorious Oh oh oh oh Double bubble disco queen headed to the guillotine Skin as cool as Steve McQueen, let me be your killer king It hurts until

The Used

Buried Myself Alive

You almost always pick the best times To drop the worst lines You almost made me cry again this time Another false alarm Red flashing lights Well this time I´m not going to watch myself die I think I made it a game to play your game And

Panic! At The Disco

New Perspective

I feel the salty waves come in I feel them crash against my skin And I smile as I respire because I know they'll never win There's a haze above my TV That changes everything I see And maybe if I continue watching I'll lose the traits

The Used

Blood On My Hands

You felt the coldness in my eyes, It's something I'm not revealing. Though you got used to my disguise, You can't shake this awful feeling. It's the me that I let you know, Cause' I'll never show, I have my reasons. I hate to say that I told

Panic! At The Disco

Northern Downpour

If all our life is but a dream Fantastic posing greed Then we should feed our Jewellery to the sea. For diamonds do appear to be Just like broken glass to me Then she said she cant believe Genius only comes along in storms Of fabled foreign tongues. Tripping eyes,

The Used

Cry

You'll never know what it feels like 'til you're there When love changes, faces appear from nowhere Where beautiful, lovely is ugly or alone You need me back bad, just can't be on your own Love is not a battle, it's a ticking time bomb Love

Panic! At The Disco

The Ballad Of Mona Lisa

She paints her fingers with a close precision He starts to notice empty bottles of gin And takes a moment to assess the sins she's paid for A lonely speaker in a conversation Her words were swimming through his ears again There's nothing wrong with just

The Used

Maybe Memories

(Chorus 1) As we trudged along through the mud, And we tried to call it home But we weren't alright, not at all Not for one, for one, for one second (Chorus 2) Never have been one to write it down. Now I think I can I know I'm

Panic! At The Disco

Nicotine

Cross my heart and hope to die Burn my lungs and curse my eyes I've lost control and I don't want it back I'm going numb, I've been hijacked It's a fucking drag I taste you on my lips and I can't get rid of you So

The Used

On My Own

See all those people on the ground Wasting time I try to hold it all inside But just for tonight The top of the world Sitting here wishing The things I've become But something is missing Maybe I... But what do I know And now it seems that I have found Nothing

Panic! At The Disco

Girls/Girls/Boys

I don't wanna hear you've got a boyfriend Sometimes you're better off alone But if you change your mind, you know where I am But if you change your mind, you know where to find me 'Cause I don't ever wanna be your boyfriend And never

The Used

Choke Me

(Crazy english lady sings Happy Birthday and He´s A Jolly Good Fellow) Choke Me (secret song) As of now I´m down straight up And I can turn to the box for some peace Or a box for a piece Or a box for a smoke But they´re

Panic! At The Disco

House of Memories

If you're a lover, you should know The lonely moments just get lonelier The longer you're in love Than if you were alone Memories turn into daydreams Become a taboo I don't want to be afraid The deeper that I go It takes my breath away Soft hearts electric souls Heart

The Used

All that I’ve Got

So deep that it didn't even bleed and catch me, Off guard Red handed; now I'm far from lonely Asleep I still see you lying next to me So deep that it didn't even bleed, catch me. I need something else would someone please just give me? Hit

Panic! At The Disco

Death of a Bachelor

Do I look lonely? I see the shadows on my face People have told me I don't look the same Maybe I lost weight, I'm playing hooky With the best of the best put my heart on my chest so you can see it

The Used

Born to Quit

Exercise the demons that is living up inside you after all you think you've been through just what have you've been through? try to get beside yourself, just tearing up your insides if you end up on the wrong side always standing so strong Sharpen up your

Panic! At The Disco

Ready To Go (Get Me Out Of My Mind)

You've got these little things that you've been running from You either love it or I guess you don't You're such a pretty thing to be running from anyone A vision with nowhere to go So tell me right now, you think you're ready for

The Used

Take it Away

Get down! Woooooo Get down! I'm lying to myself And this dagger is my excuse I'm apalled I Should have paid up And I left an hour late I was laid up I must abuse myself I'm against all that I've made up Set in stone the sun will come And I hate

Panic! At The Disco

Miss Jackson

Climbing out the back door, didn't leave a mark No one knows it's you, miss jackson Found another victim But no one's gonna find miss Jackson You put a sour little flavor in my mouth now You move in circles hoping no one's gonna find out But

The Used

Yesterday Feelings

Close my eyes and move to the back of my mind The worries are washed out to sea See the changes, people´s faces blurred out Like sunspots or raindrops (Chorus) Now all those feelings, Those yesterdays feelings will all be lost in time But today I've wasted away

Panic! At The Disco

But It’s Better If You Do

Now I'm of consenting age to be forgetting you in a cabaret Somewhere downtown where a burlesque queen may even ask my name As she sheds her skin on stage I'm seated and sweating to a dance song on the club's P.A. The strip joint

The Used

A Box Full Of Sharp Objects

It´s our time to shine through the down Glorified by what is ours We´ve fallen in love We´ve fallen in love It was the best idea I ever had Today I fell and felt better Just knowing this matters I just feel stronger and sharper Found a box full

Panic! At The Disco

Don’t Threaten Me With A Good Time

Alright, alright Alright, alright Alright, alright, it's a hell of a feeling though It's a hell of a feeling though Alright, alright, it's a hell of a feeling though It's a hell of a feeling though Who are these people? I just woke up in my underwear No liquor

Panic! At The Disco

Always

When the world gets too heavy Put it on my back I'll be your levy You are taking me apart Like bad glue on a get well card It was always you Falling for me Now there's always time Calling for me I'm the light Blinking at the end of the

The Used

Bulimic

From the way that you acted To the way that I felt it It wasn't worth my time And now it's sad cause all I missed Wasn't that good to begin with And now I've started you begging Saying things that you don't mean It isn't worth my

Panic! At The Disco

Nine In The Afternoon

Back to the street where we began Feeling as good as lovers can, you know Yeah, we're feeling so good Pickin' up things we shouldn't read It looks like the end of history as we know It's just the end of the world Back to the street

The Used

Blue and Yellow

And it's all in how you mix the two And it starts just where the light exists It's a feeling that you cannot miss And it burns a hole Through everyone that feels it Well you'll never gonna find it If you're looking for it Won't come your

The Used

Empty With You

I haven't lost anything except my mind. Expect a thousand confessions that you will not find. I try to take off my head sometimes because I can't escape the memories. I haven't lost anything except my mind. You could be empty And I can be right

Panic! At The Disco

LA Devotee

You got two black eyes from loving too hard And a black car that matches your blackest soul I wouldn't change ya, oh oh Wouldn't ever try to make you leave, no Oh, the neon coast was your sign And the Midwest wind with Pisces rising Wouldn't

The Used

The Taste Of Ink

Is it worth it can you even hear me Standing with your spotlight on me Not enough to feed the hungry I'm tired and I felt it for awhile now In this sea of lonely The taste of ink is getting old It's four o' clock in