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There's silence at the cathode club as it dissolves to smoke |
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Black eyes watch our attempts to puncture the spectre |
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Clouds gather, a filthy scene |
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What is a man without ego? |
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He is an image of an empty husk |
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You're in, you're here |
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Come join the troops |
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These are the trenches we built ourselves |
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These are the soldiers you'll sacrifice |
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These are the days of our ****ing lives |
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Shrapnel aching at my shouldblade |
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All roads need roads to carry on their name |
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All teens need dreams to forget their shame |
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We hang the skulls from the structures we built from the shells |
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Tributes and seizures set sail on an ocean of sin |
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Swear to the sun that you never intended to win |
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Forfeit the battle for reasons best left in the dirt |
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Shrapnel aching my shoulder blade |
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We hang the skulls from the structures we built from the shells |
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Hey everyone... |
