а это текты маих лю песен  у AFI

Love Like Winter
Warn your warmth to turn away,
Here it's december,
Everyday. [small girlish echo:] i'm with you, or i love you

Press your lips to the sculptures,
And surely you'll stay. [distant:] love like winter

For a suger and ice,
I have made, i remain.

It's in the blood,
It's in the flood.
I met my love before I was born.
He wanted love,
I taste the flood.
He bit my lip, and drank my warmth,
From years before, from years before.

She attails the mirror lace,
I barely dreamt her, yesterday. [echo:] yesterday
With the lines of the mirror through,
The lipstick trace.

She said it seems your somewhere,
Far away. to and space.

It's in the blood,
It's in the flood.
I met my love before I was born.
She wanted love,
I taste the blood.
She bit my lip, and drank my warmth,
From years before, from years before.

Love Like Winter.

Love Like Winter.

Winter.

It's in the blood,
It's in the flood.
I met my love before I was born.
He wanted love,
I taste the blood.
He bit my lip, and drank my warmth,
From years before, from years before.
From years before.

и  AFI"Miss Murder"

Hey Miss Murder can I?
Hey Miss Murder can I?
Make beauty stay if I,
take my life?

whoa-oh-ohh

With just a look they shook
And heavens bowed before him.
Simply a look can break your heart.
The stars that pierce the sky;
He left them all behind.
We’re left to wonder why
He left us all behind.

Hey Miss Murder can I?
Hey Miss Murder can I?
Make beauty stay if I,
take my life?
whoa-oh-ohh
(ohh)

Dreams of his crash won’t pass
Or how they all adored him.
Beauty will last when spiraled down.
The stars that mystify
He left them all behind.
And how his children cry
He left us all behind.

Hey Miss Murder can I?
Hey Miss Murder can I?
Make beauty stay if I,
take my life?
whoa-oh-ohh

What's the rift that twists
within this furthest mystery?
I would gladly bet my life upon it.
At the cost of love your ray of light
Will fizzle out without hope.
When the empty sand just flowing through our empty skin,
And we're searching for what we were promised.
Reaching for the cold and rain we never let go,
They won't ever let us blow our filthy hands apart.

Hey Miss Murder can I?
Hey Miss Murder can I?