| We are the death of the funeral
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| We are the pulse on your holiday
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| We are the vows at your wedding
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| We are the sentiment in between
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| What do you say?
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| We won’t go back to the beginning
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| To slit the throats of your fiction
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| We are the party of darkness
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| We are a newborn sensation
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| I want to believe you
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| I will do the best I can
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| And no one will defy you
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| We are the rumors in your worship
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| It’s like before
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| I can’t complete this
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| The minute you’re gone
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| I will stop the hollow sound
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| I want to believe you
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| I will do the best I can
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| And no one will defy you
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| We are the rumors in your worship
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| We are the words spilled on the page
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| We are your rage when you dreamt of age
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| We are the party of the big scene
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| We are the light in your blackout
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| Say what
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| We are your real emptiness
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| We were the pleasure of your heat
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| We are the love and the obscene
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| We are the life in the dark street
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| I want to believe you
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| It’s like before
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| I can’t complete this
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| The minute you’re gone
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| I will stop the hollow sound
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| It’s like before
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| I can’t complete this
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| The minute you’re gone
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| I will stop the hollow sound
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| Dear future, I got what you want
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| I can see it in your eyes
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| It feels like I’ve been here before
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| Your taste’s the same, so are the lies
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| There’s an empty hole in me
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| But it’s a hole I can call my home
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| I want to believe you
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| It’s like before
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| I can’t complete this, complete this
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| The minute you’re gone
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| I will stop the hollow sound
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| It’s like before
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| I can’t complete this
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| The minute you’re gone
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| I will stop the hollow sound |