| This is how you make yourself vanish into nothing
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| And this is how you make yourself worthy of the love that she
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| Gave to you back when you didn’t own a beautiful thing
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| This is how you make yourself call your mother
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| And this is how you make yourself closer to your brother
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| And remember him back when he was small enough to help you sing
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| You thought God was an architect, now you know
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| He’s something like a pipe bomb ready to blow
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| And everything you built that’s all for show goes up in flames
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| In 24 frames
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| This is how you see yourself floating on the ceiling
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| And this is how you help her when her heart stops beating
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| What happened to the part of you that noticed every changing wind
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| And this is how you talk to her when no one else is listening
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| And this is how you help her when the muse goes missing
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| You vanish so she can go drowning in a dream again
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| You thought God was an architect, now you know
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| He’s something like a pipe bomb ready to blow
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| And everything you built that’s all for show goes up in flames
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| In 24 frames
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| You thought God was an architect, now you know
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| He’s sitting in a black car ready to go
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| You made some new friends after the show
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| But you’ll forget their names
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| In 24 frames
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| In 24 frames |