| In through your window
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| The sky will fall
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| You’ll trap the stars in jars and line them along your walls
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| And as the moonlight fills the veins beneath your skin
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| You’ll hear us knocking, oh, but you won’t let us in
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| Because you’ve got no friends
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| And you’ve got no heartbeat
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| Your insides are rotten now
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| So there’s nothing to fix
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| But you said it often, before you were lost
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| That it’s only a day
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| That it’s only a day
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| But now you’re a monster, and your backbone is soft
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| Because you threw it away
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| Because you threw it away
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| You called me out; |
| I shrugged you off
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| I don’t have the time to watch you bash in all their skulls
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| 'cause there’s a new boss in town, his heart is black
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| But his hands can reach through anything
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| Stick your head in the ground
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| You might just dodge the guns
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| But I’m not your friend
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| And I will not fix you
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| My insides are hollow now
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| So you’re all on your own
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| But I said it often, before we were lost
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| That it’s only a day
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| That it’s only a day
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| But now I’m a monster, and my blood all runs cold
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| Because I threw it away
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| Because I threw it away
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| And now we’ve forgotten
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| And we’ve sold our blue skies
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| But there’s nothing to say
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| We’ll be gone in a day
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| Yeah, you can’t take it with you
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| But I can sure as hell try
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| Now there’s nothing to say
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| I’ll be gone in a day
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| So |