Karaoké This Is Gospel Panic! At the Disco

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 oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh

Their gnashing teeth and criminal tongues conspire against the odds

But they haven't seen the best of us yet

If you love me let me go if you love me let me go

'Cos these words are knives and often leave scars

The fear of falling apart and truth be told

I never was yours

The fear the fear of falling apart

This is gospel for the vagabonds

Never-do-wells and insufferable bastards

Confessing their apostasies led away by imperfect impostors

Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh

Don't try to sleep through the end of the world and bury me alive

'Cos I won't give up without a fight

If you love me let me go if you love me let me go

'Cos these words are knives and often leave scars

The fear of falling apart and truth be told

I never was yours

The fear the fear of falling apart

The fear of falling apart

The fear the fear of falling apart

The fear of falling apart

The fear of falling apart

The fear of falling apart

The fear of falling apart