| We are, we are, we are made from broken parts
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| We are, we are, we are broken from the start
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| And our hearts, our hearts, they were beating in the dark
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| 'Cause we are, we are, we are built from broken parts
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| If you can lose it all, then welcome to Broadway
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| Silicone dreams and your name on the marquee
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| And I can hold it up, but I hold it up hardly
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| It’s hotter here in hell, but it’s getting real dark, see?
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| So all you sick and the bitterness of the lonely
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| To all you overdosed and you miles of coke fiends
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| And every step, another step, you’re walking on my dreams
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| And every breath, another breath, you’re breathing when I breathe
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| I watch them all come, gotta watch the rest go
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| I’m married to the devil in the city of angels
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| So come, all you wicked, to the world of the empty
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| I know I need it all, so, baby, don’t tempt me
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| I’m knocking on your door, nope, nobody sent me
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| Just checking all you bitches like I’m checking this check sheet
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| So put your hats on; |
| Lohner, don’t get soft
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| You can see God when I take my mask off
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| We are, we are, we are made from broken parts
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| We are, we are, we are broken from the start
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| And our hearts, our hearts, they were beating in the dark
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| 'Cause we are, we are, we are built from broken parts
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| The fame is your best friend, you love it, no questions
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| Beating down the door is the face of rejection
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| And once again, it’s a tragedy anthem
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| We never wanted more, we never needed your blessing
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| Who could give a fuck about a kid with a dream?
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| 'Cause stories aren’t told about the ones unseen
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| With a gleam in his eye, his middle finger to the sky
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| Crooked smile on his face, he doesn’t think he can die
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| So grab a pick and an ax 'cause we try, we cry
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| Into the bottle of Jack, we die inside
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| So when you look in his eyes, what you see now?
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| Murder the monster you’ve made and watch him bleed out
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| We’re in a life where it’s kill or lose
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| Just lie, motherfucker, till you hear the truth
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| From under the street, through the gutters of youth
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| Just cry, motherfucker, yeah, I’m talking to you
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| We are, we are, we are made from broken parts
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| We are, we are, we are broken from the start
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| And our hearts, our hearts, they were beating in the dark
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| 'Cause we are, we are, we are built from broken parts
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| (No one) From the city of angels
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| (No one) An empty vessel of devils
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| (Can take away what’s ours)
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| Is there no one to save us?
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| Through my eyes, see the world that you gave us
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| (No one) From the city of angels
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| (No one) An empty vessel of devils
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| (Can take away what’s ours)
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| Is there no one to save us?
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| Through my eyes, see the world that you gave us
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| We are, we are, we are made from broken parts
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| We are, we are, we are broken from the start
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| And our hearts, our hearts, they were beating in the dark
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| 'Cause we are, we are, we are built from broken parts
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| From the city of angels (We are, we are)
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| An empty vessel of devils
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| Is there no one to save us? |
| (We are, we are)
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| Through my eyes, see the world that you gave us
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| From the city of angels (And our hearts, our hearts)
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| An empty vessel of devils
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| Is there no one to save us? |
| ('Cause we are, we are)
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| Through my eyes, see the world that you gave us |