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We don't sleep very much |
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These triggers ache for the touch |
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Where's the strength we relied on? |
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Fear alone, like a crutch |
| [00:13.910] |
Maybe that's what keeps us up |
| [00:16.601] |
All night with the light on |
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|
| [00:32.222] |
All these screams simulate |
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Lives that no longer take place |
| [00:37.629] |
Can this be what we've become? |
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Paper thin, overweight |
| [00:45.362] |
Pills to arouse or sedate |
| [00:48.052] |
Still we don't know what we want |
| [00:51.997] |
We can't let go |
| [00:54.609] |
Can't you see? |
| [00:57.143] |
To lose control |
| [00:59.677] |
Is to be... |
| [01:02.420] |
Finally free! |
| [01:03.778] |
First a spark |
| [01:04.901] |
Then a flame |
| [01:06.155] |
Now a fire |
| [01:07.435] |
We explode |
| [01:11.223] |
Into the darkest of nights |
| [01:13.757] |
Disconnect |
| [01:14.984] |
Cut the cord |
| [01:16.134] |
Lines are dead |
| [01:17.414] |
Now they'll know |
| [01:21.332] |
With everything comes a price |
| [01:28.803] |
And each day we are torn |
| [01:31.311] |
Between the right and the wrong |
| [01:34.080] |
Between life and convenience |
| [01:39.331] |
Why do we sleep? Why complain? |
| [01:41.943] |
There's always channels to change |
| [01:44.660] |
It's like elective amnesia |
| [01:48.552] |
As we grow older in this place |
| [01:53.750] |
Let's just start over |
| [01:56.310] |
Let's erase |
| [01:59.053] |
What they've made! |
| [02:00.307] |
First a spark |
| [02:01.456] |
Then a flame |
| [02:02.710] |
Now a fire |
| [02:03.938] |
We explode |
| [02:07.830] |
Into the darkest of nights |
| [02:10.233] |
Disconnect |
| [02:11.461] |
Cut the cord |
| [02:12.715] |
Lines are dead |
| [02:14.021] |
Now they'll know |
| [02:17.757] |
With everything comes a price |
| [02:20.996] |
|
| [02:30.269] |
It could be minutes away |
| [02:32.437] |
It could be hours or days |
| [02:34.841] |
Before the bottom falls out |
| [02:37.166] |
Before the ground gives way |
| [02:39.517] |
Into this debt we are born |
| [02:41.868] |
A debt we try to repay |
| [02:44.219] |
And yet we blacken the sky |
| [02:46.753] |
Smoke rising out of the flames |
| [02:50.514] |
Now they'll know... |
| [02:54.302] |
|
| [02:59.056] |
First a spark |
| [03:00.310] |
Then a flame |
| [03:01.538] |
Now a fire |
| [03:02.713] |
We explode |
| [03:06.632] |
Into the darkest of nights |
| [03:08.983] |
Disconnect |
| [03:10.289] |
Cut the cord |
| [03:11.569] |
Lines are dead |
| [03:12.823] |
Now they'll know |
| [03:16.663] |
With everything comes a price |
| [03:19.144] |
(First a spark) |
| [03:20.294] |
(Then a flame) |
| [03:21.522] |
(Now a fire) |
| [03:22.932] |
We explode |
| [03:25.414] |
We explode |
| [03:26.955] |
With everything comes a price |
| [03:29.123] |
(Disconnect) |
| [03:30.403] |
(Cut the cord) |
| [03:31.553] |
(Lines are dead) |
| [03:32.885] |
We explode |
| [03:35.497] |
We explode |
| [03:43.830] |
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