| Through the train yards and the streetlights,
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| Stumble all the way home.
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| Empty train yards, broken streetlights,
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| Now it’s starless at home.
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| And I got so, and you get so, yeah we get so high.
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| How do you feel now that we’re weightless?
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| Everyone’s faceless just like mannequins.
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| How do you feel now that we’re weightless?
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| We’re all faceless. |
| We’re just mannequins.
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| Drop me off now, meet my friend at that bar
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| Cuz I’m hating you more and more every time you breathe.
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| This world is full of things I hate more than your breathing.
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| Everything’s deceiving, just like mannequins.
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| And I got so, and you get so, yeah we get so high.
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| Freeze frame!
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| And I can’t for the death of you understand
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| What I go through to get what I simply cannot have.
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| We all bleed the black, but my heart can never die.
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| And the second you let them slip in is the second you die.
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| I’ll never die. |