| Is it safe for the cowards to do what they’ve already done?
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| When the sun is electric and sparkles its way through your heart
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| Is it foolish to know what you want before you’ve begun?
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| When they’re milking you dry and bemoaning the magical farce
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| You explain to the law that you’re slaving over simple regard
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| A vow, I’m straight laced forever
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| A bow, I’m straight laced forever
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| When the glory arrives and takes shape over what’ve become
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| And your world closes in and the power is all that you love
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| Is it foolish to know what you want before you’ve begun?
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| Bloody visions of a world so torn
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| I’ll play with what can burn
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| Slowly the empire smashed the din
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| We’ll wait for the open tea
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| And hold it together man
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| Until it’s time
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| Bloody visions of a world so torn
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| I’ll play those death wish chords
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| Slowly the empire smashed the din
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| We’ll wait for the circle storm
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| Treat this like forever
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| Is it safe for the cowards to do what they’ve already done?
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| When the sun is electric and sparkles its way through your heart
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| A vow, I’m straight laced forever
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| A bow, I’m straight laced forever |