Letra de Fame - Fall Out Boy

I\'m a preacher
Sweating in the pew
For the salvation
I\'m bringing you
I\'m a salesman
I\'m sending you hooks
And plans
And myself
I\'m making demands

When I\'m home alone I just can\'t stop myself
And you pull my hips so close
I can go for the truth
Signing off, I\'m alright in bed
But I\'m better with a pen
The kid was alright
But it went to his head

And I am God\'s gift
But why would He bless me
Church wits without
A conscience acquits
And I\'m addicted to the way I feel

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To the way I think of you
Too much drink
I feel blue

When I\'m home alone I just can\'t stop myself
And you pull my hips so close
I can go for the truth
Signing off, I\'m alright in bed
But I\'m better with a pen
The kid was alright
But it went to his head

When I\'m home alone I just can\'t stop myself
And you pull my hips so close
I can go for the truth
Signing off, I\'m alright in bed
But I\'m better with a pen
I\'m alright in bed
But I\'m better with a pen
I\'m alright in bed
But I\'m better with a pen
The kid was alright
But it went to his head