| A fading neon gleam casts shadows over stone
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| The city’s shining skin is shedding from the bone
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| I’ve gone from pillar to pariah in the slide
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| In seas of doubt I swim against the turning tide
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| Broken bodies line the walls
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| Midas empires crash and fall
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| Wings that melt when we try to soar
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| Close my eyes as I descend
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| To the gold rush at it’s end
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| Take me back to before
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| This isn’t human anymore
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| Look into the natural heart
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| Following the beat of the chemical
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| This isn’t human anymore
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| Tearing the connections apart
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| Crawling at the feet of our pedestals
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| Are you still human at the core?
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| Pushing the reflex
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| Pressure the defects
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| Breaking down is inevitable
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| Spraining the rivets
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| Straining the limits
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| Breaking down is inevitable
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| The ghosts of order dot the eye and the tilt the three
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| I stalk the trinity into conspiracy
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| They painted masterworks and set them all alight
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| The scars of persecution always harden into spite
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| Broken bodies line the walls
|
| Midas empires crash and fall
|
| Wings that melt when we try to soar
|
| Close my eyes as I descend
|
| To the gold rush at its end
|
| Take me back to before
|
| This isn’t human anymore
|
| Look into the natural heart
|
| Following the beat of the chemical
|
| This isn’t human anymore
|
| Tearing the connections apart
|
| Crawling at the feet of our pedestals
|
| Are you still human at the core?
|
| Look into the natural heart don’t let it turn to stone
|
| Are you still human at the core?
|
| Look into the natural heart don’t let it turn to stone
|
| Pushing the reflex
|
| Pressure the defects
|
| Breaking down is inevitable
|
| Spraining the rivets
|
| Straining the limits
|
| Breaking down is inevitable
|
| Pushing the reflex
|
| Pressure the defects
|
| Breaking down is inevitable
|
| Spraining the rivets
|
| Straining the limits
|
| Breaking down is inevitable |