| We awoke in the midst of a vicious cycle,
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| Becoming the satellites whose transmissions are static served
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| As of late, it seems my audience has been lacking
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| I can only pray that you’re tuning in during a moment of clarity,
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| Just to hear me utter these spiteful words before the signal fades
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| (chorus)
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| Here’s hoping this becomes the soundtrack to your misery
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| The hook that rips right through your chest
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| Enjoy this constant reminder of your fickle nature
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| And the hideous facade you wear so well
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| The crowd gasps in awe as my head began to swell
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| And the whites of my eyes slowly turned to red
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| Just then did gravity created such a dramatic end
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| I can only pray that you’re tuning in during a moment of clarity,
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| Just to hear me utter these spiteful words before the signal fades
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| Here’s hoping this becomes the soundtrack to your misery
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| The hook that rips right through your chest
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| Enjoy this constant reminder, my double standards
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| And the hideous facade I wear so well
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| The twilight, projects this message, to a populous who’s turned their backs
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| The twilight, screen my words across the sky, Look up in wonder
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| (chorus)
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| Fade as we burn (x2) |