| If It Starts to Feel, Then we’ll just shut it off again. |
| We won’t convince the
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| Jury, we’re guilty till we die
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| If It starts to sing, reach in remove the sirens, this respirator keeps a
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| countdown to our cancellation
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| If It Starts to Bleed do not adjust the contrast. |
| doctor, deliver us.
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| heaven holds no truth for dreamers like you and I
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| Remember the day they cut our throats we learned to smile from our necks
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| This is the breech of etiquette with wires jutting out from arms
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| Ill neve look at you again, if its only a mirror in the end, and if there’s no
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| one after us, we’ll turn the lights out when we leave
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| I’ll never look at you again, if its only a mirror, we’re guilty till we die,
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| I’ll never look We’re guilty till we die. |
| I’ll never look at you, till we die
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| Siphon the Ivory with the tusk, we’re guilty till we die
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| We only bleed when knives are drawn
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| Vultures pick the meat from the bones. |
| we’re guilty till we die
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| We only love when the camera’s on
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| If it starts to feel, then we’ll just shut it off again
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| We won’t convince the Jury. |
| we’re guilty till we die
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| If it starts to feel, then we’ll just shut it off again
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| We won’t convince the Jury, we’re guilty till we die
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| Do not adjust the contrast, my love our days are numbered
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| We’ll remain guilty till our hearts give in and pull us under
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| We left our corpes on the beach, untouched and slightly out of reach
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| We paint the wall’s with our dream’s
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| We’ll turn the lights out when we leave |