| Maybe it’s exhaustion you never see
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| Alternatives come cautious, but forcefully
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| Oh, empire, oh, empire
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| Empty and pristine
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| Maybe it’s just me
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| Maybe that’s the way it goes
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| Maybe that’s the sound of something
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| Breaking up against your walls
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| Decades and the sound of something
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| Maybe that’s the way it goes
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| Maybe that’s the sound of something
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| Breaking up against your walls
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| Decades and the sound of something
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| Maybe it’s the coffin, the dirt on me
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| Perceived so-oft-forgotten reality
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| Oh, vampire, oh, vampire
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| Empty and pristine
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| Oh, how long has it been?
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| Maybe that’s the way it goes
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| Maybe that’s the sound of something
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| Breaking up against your walls
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| Decades and the sound of something
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| Maybe that’s the way it goes
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| Maybe that’s the sound of something
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| Breaking up against your walls
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| Decades and the sound of something |