| I guess if time will kill us all
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| I’ll spend it all on you
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| Would you waste it with me too?
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| Cause there’s a part of me
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| That’s scared to find out what’s on the other side
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| And how it feels when you and I collide
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| We are the young alive when everything has died
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| We are the great divide
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| The ghost in the walls
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| And after all is said and done
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| We’ll watch the ashes fall
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| We can haunt these empty halls
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| Cause there’s this part of me
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| That wants to find out what’s on the other side
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| And how it feels when you and I collide
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| We are the young alive when everything has died
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| We are the great divide
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| The ghost in the walls
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| We’ll never breathe the same
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| Or cry or bleed the same
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| And if we never break
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| The nightmare will take us all
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| What an illusion
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| Every time I gain a friend I lose one
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| Every time that I gotta choose I can’t choose one
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| Stuck in my ways just like a glue gun
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| Holding on to hope, like a rope
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| It can pull you out or make you choke
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| But nope, we got no time to be honest
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| So many people tell us what to say and do
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| I’m kind of beyond it
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| And take a look at music now, it’s kind of ironic
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| Cause they’d rather sell your disc
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| Than sell the message that’s on it
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| So we sing
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| We are the young alive when everything has died
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| We are the great divide
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| The ghost in the walls
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| We’ll never breathe the same
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| Or cry or bleed the same
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| And if we never break
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| The nightmare will take us all
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| We are the young alive when everything has died
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| We are the great divide
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| The nightmare will take us all |