This Is Gospel
Panic At The Disco - Too Weird To Live, Too Rare To Die!
This is gospel for the fallen ones
Locked away in permanent slumber
Assembling their philosophies
From pieces of broken memories
this is the beat of my heart
this is the beat of my heart
this is the beat of my heart
this is the beat of my heart
Their gnashing teeth and criminal tongues
Conspire against the odds
But they haven't seen the best of us yet
'Cause these words are knives that often leave scars
The fear of falling apart
the fear of falling apart
this is the beat of my heart
this is the beat of my heart
this is the beat of my heart
this is the beat of my heart
This is gospel for the vagabonds
and insufferable bastards
Confessing their apostasies
Lead away by imperfect impostors
this is the beat of my heart
this is the beat of my heart
this is the beat of my heart
this is the beat of my heart
Don't try to sleep through the end of the world
'Cause I won't give up without a fight
'Cause these words are knives that often leave scars
The fear of falling apart
the fear of falling apart
the fear of falling apart
the fear of falling apart
(This is the beat of my heart
this is the beat of my heart)
The fear of falling apart
(This is the beat of my heart
this is the beat of my heart)
The fear of falling apart
(This is the beat of my heart
this is the beat of my heart)
The fear of falling apart
(This is the beat of my heart
this is the beat of my heart)
The fear of falling apart