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The knife or the rope or the lemon, this brain and |
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I. The sight of the drop got me off the roof. |
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Hey, the garage looks cleaner when you look at it sideways, from high. |
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To finally admit we are born alone and that your only one's got an only one of their own. |
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We'll get the right sun block for the nice explosions. |
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Oh, the king is dead. |
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To absolve the joy from me is to erase what made me a slave. |
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I'm a king to be. |
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I traded my life for art and the guilt is weighing down my arms. |
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Tell me again what a monster is, give me the words to describe. |
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Can you tell me what the use of endorphins is when my city dies at night? |
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Take away the sentence of house arrest and watch me ruin it right. |
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Put me in the back of an ambulance cause my city dies tonight. |
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I see the levity of every meeting of the minds. |
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I lie to myself. |
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It's my right to do. |
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I'm separated like an elevator door for privacy from my eyes. |
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To finally admit we are born alone and that your only one's got another robot to take the throne. |
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Heartless of the world deny the king is dead. |
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Fuck, the king is dead. |
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Heartless with your burning eyes. |
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The king is dead. |
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Fuck, the king is dead. |
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To wade through the virus of your lies is to cheat it through. |
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Death is only in my eyes. |
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To wade through the virus of your lies is to cheat it through. |
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Death is only in my eyes. |
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And the sinking feeling came over me and it said, "never again, never again". |
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The king is dead. |
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Tell me again what a monster is cause my city dies tonight. |
