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Water broken voice, saturates a microphone
into a receiver with no tongue
offering, little to what it knows
Then a silence so heavy, broken hearts fall from throats
when heaven is remembered but never seen
through hearts shaped like kaleidoscopes
Eternally, the sun has set to mourning
and contoured are the backgrounds
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Broken hearts
Swept to hands that tied me
It's a pointless game
What better, let's play
Suicide
To kiss your kids goodnight
What you take from them
What they've taken from you
To be the last one who will sing you to sleep
To be the last one, who will sing you to...
Just like your broken records (you're broken)
Will convert, for you tonight
Broken hearts
Swept to hands that tied me
It's a pointless game
What better, let's play
Suicide
To kiss your kids goodnight
What you take from them
What they've taken from you
Just like your broken records (you're broken)
Will convert, for you tonight
Just like your broken records (you're broken)
Will convert, for you tonight
(We will never be the same)
Same old songs on a brand new stereo
(We will never be the same)
Same old songs on a brand new stereo
(We will never be the same)
Same old songs on a brand new stereo
(We will never be the same)
Same old songs!
To be the last one who will sing you to sleep
To be the last one, who will sing you to...
Just like your broken records (you're broken)
Will convert, for you tonight
Just like your broken records (you're broken)
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Tied to the testing of wills and my heart breaks
And spills
Left to the sight of the sky
In your arms I'm defined
Thrown to the wolves
In the minds of your enemies
And I'm stone in the eyes of your foolishness
If this is what I'm meant for
Longer interesting
Fall forward just to even the score
Just a thought to you
And I'm nothing more
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Can't beat the best ones
A little closer maybe a bit too close
You function you turn out
A flawless performance
Turn your camera away from me
Spill your guts in 8mm
Put your focus where your mouth is
You're the only one who's fading here
Such holidays in the sun don't come without sacrifices
You know it makes more sense
I like the way you cry
Break my heart and break my hands and let me down
I want to snap your neck in two
And leave you dead, so dead
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The red poison of your lips
The red poison of your eyes
Is where I kissed the blood from,
Just that corner of your mouth where I can see the white of your smile.
Up to my neck
When I'm breathing without you, without you
Up to my eyes
And I'm seeing without you, without you
We'll start a fire,
And burn some bridges
And make it out of here tonight
We'll start a fire,
And burn some bridges
And make it out of here tonight
We need some leverage
We can't seem to open up
The locks are far too tight
And the chains are far too strong, far too strong.
Up to my eyes
And I'm seeing without you, without you
Up to my heart
When I'm bleeding without you, without you.
We'll start a fire,
And burn some bridges
And make it out of here tonight
We'll start a fire,
And burn some bridges
And make it out of here tonight
Please someone help me
I'm dying here in front of you
Please someone help me
I'm dying here in front of you.
With a hundred thousands lights
Timing as everything will
With a hundred thousand lights
Timing, timing is everything to me
Please someone help me
I'm dying here in front of you
Please someone help me
I'm dying here in front of you.
It's everything
It's everything
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Can't pretend that you're nothing special
You've got to look at all of your options
You can't decide what to go for
When it's all about trust (it's all about trust)
You see your self on the TV
You read your magazines
You can't explain how it's come to be this
Stop and think….
When it's all about trust (it's all about trust)
This coverage your centre spread
Your neon light daydream will shatter and break
And if you think I'm thinking of your value here
You're the one who's losing control
This eventual stop this, break in the mold
I scream down this hotline just to feel something
This situation, isn't getting any better
I see that look in your eyes
You want to see a pretty face
There isn't anything wrong with giving up
And for what it's worth, I still hate you.
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*Phone Rings*
(Hello?)
And there's the rub
We can talk for a while
But I have sweet nothings to say
You don't me anyway, you don't want me anyway
So why, why should I stay?
So goodbye to you and your life
Your new best friends, your confidence
And I'll be here when you get home
Sitting halfway, away from nowhere
Praying for our lips to touch
Holding myself for a second
Just to catch a smile on this line
So goodbye to you and your life (two months eight weeks)
Your new best friends your confidence (turn my hours into days)
And I'll be here when you get home (when you get home)
So goodbye to you and your life (two months eight weeks)
Your new best friends your confidence (turn my hours into days)
And I'll be here when you get home, when you get home
Voices: I can't feel the same about you anymore
Is it just like you said it would be, I can't feel this way about you anymore
Is it just like you said it would be I can't feel the same
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Just to say we're sorry
For the black eyes and bleeding lips
And its hard to forget
How many lies we told
Or how old we'd grown
Before I said goodbye
So lets scrape our knees
On the playground
Its not your fault
You feel ok
Its too late in the day
Its not your fault
You feel betrayed
You cant come out to play
I never listened to a word
You never said
I never listened to a word
You never said
Wasting the hours now
We're all suckers for tragedies
And start this over again
And you bring us to our knees
As sunrise comes
And the story will sell
A few hundred papers
So we'll follow you up
So raise your hands up high
And let this rain pour on
So raise your hands up high
And wash us away
Like innocence and childbirth
You look just like your mother
You look just like your father
Forgive him our father
Your son is smiling
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Dear friends of this academy
Romeo is bleeding to death
To see a friend bleed to death what for
Some of metaphor that I cant see?
So I'll drink until I see it
This sky will make me sick
So I'll give up on you
I'll give up on this
This sky will make me sick
I'll give up on this
I'll give up on you
Archers in your arches
Raise your fingers for one last salute
And bleed this skyline dry
Your history is mine
You want to hold me up and bring me down
You want to hold me up and bring me down
I don't care for your sweet scent
Or the way you want me more than I want you
I don't care for your sweet scent
Or the way you want me more than I want you
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The days I've felt alone
And the sea, it brings me back again
So that I can see my wife
And I can see my child
Home, I'm home, it never changes
Same old faces, same old places
I stared into oblivion
And found my home
I stared into oblivion
Into oblivion
I'm finding me the home
That you have never known
We'll find in us the faith
The faith to bring you home
I stared into oblivion
And found my home
I stared into oblivion
And found my home
I stared into oblivion
And found my own way back to there (way back to there)
Home, now that I'm coming home
Will you be the same as when I saw you last?
Tell me how much time has passed
Home, now that I'm coming home
Will you be the same as when I saw you last?
Tell me how much time has passed
Home, now that I'm coming home
Will you be the same as when I saw you last?
Tell me how much life has passed
I stared into oblivion
(And found my home)
I stared into oblivion
(And found my home)
I stared into oblivion
(And found my home)
I stared into oblivion
And found my own way back to there
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All the words, that we have to say.
They don't leave when the moment comes we know we have to wait.
As the days go on, and the places fade away.
Into dirt, into dust, it all fades away.
And the waiting is the hardest thing to take.
In a moment more before we break.
If you have to let it go, and these dreams keep you awake,
If you have to let it go, walk away.
And the shapes we want to see, drawn leave, another piece that this puzzleneeds.
And the waiting is the hardest thing to take.
In a moment more before we break.
If you have to let it go, and these dreams keep you awake,
If you have to let it go, walk away.
And the waiting is the hardest thing to take.
In a moment more before we break.
(quietly sung) If you have to let it go, and these dreams keep you awake,
If you have to let it go, walk away.
If you have to let it go, and these dreams keep you awake,
If you have to let it go, walk away, walk away.
If you have to let it go, and these dreams keep you awake,
If you have to let it go, walk away, walk away.
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Growing old, around these streets
Never really felt quite like, like anything
Expect nothing, and have the chance
To really go somewhere, that you can't
My love is exploitation
Not a passing celebration
And I don't want to feel
Like a part of history
Gonna' turn this town, upside down
We can die well, in their eyes
Just to feel
Promises broken, at a quarter past five
Burning fires, on the railway hillsides
My love is exploitation
Not a passing celebration
And I don't want to feel
Like a part of history
And the grass is greener, on the other side
That's where I want to be, somewhere that she can really see
We all go out like we come in, kicking and screaming
We all go out like we come in, kicking and screaming
We all go out like we come in, kicking and screaming
My love is exploitation
Not a passing celebration
And I don't want to feel
Like a part of history
And the grass is greener, on the other side
That's where I want to be, somewhere that she can really see
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Mark these words and hear their truth
You mean nothing to me
Your handshakes to play fake make me want to scream
The engine runs harder than your lies never could
Than your lies ever could
Just to mark these words
What price do we pay for something that we give away?
To reclaim what we have lost
Never to be found
[x2]
Thieves stealing the beating heart of our art
And trample it into dust
Like lifelines and hard times
There are enough to go around
Break the back of this slavery
We are nothing but cattles
Another sale in the marketplace
There's enough to go around
What price do we pay for something that we give away?
To reclaim what we have lost
Never to be found
[x2]
We disengage
Nothing left to say (nothing left to say)
To hold us down (nothing left to say)
To hold us down (we disengage)
What price do we pay for something that we give away?
To reclaim what we have lost
Never to be found
[x2]
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Behind closed doors we are building up our castles
And we wait to be saved behind these sheltered walls
Tell me who will be left to save us
When we can't even save ourselves
Eyes of the innocent
The death of human spirit
A science of tragedies that we've let into our homes
And I will never close my eyes to what I see every day
And even if it kills me
I will never end up like them
Tell me who will be left to save us
When we can't even save ourselves
[x2]
A shell of a man
Bled of every sentiment
And all honesty and compassion
Destroyed in just one breath
[x2]
I will never close my eyes to what I see every day
And even if it kills me
I will never end up like them
Tell me who will be left to save us
When we can't even save ourselves
[x2]
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We look past the obvious
We blind ourselves to the truth
No escape, resistance is futile
The old roads lead back home
A place where I belong
I lay my head where I lay my head
(Affection, redemption)
A clenched fist screaming
There's pain and then there's living
Both makes sense to those who're willing
And there's nothing left to say
We carry on, we carry
(Sacrifice, every single day)
To make amends for the debt we pay
(This way)
An instrument of constant struggle
There's nothing left to regret
(A promise is a promise kept)
Whether history will forget
(To open up with friendly arms)
This wrench screaming
There's pain and then there's living
Both makes sense to those who're willing
And there's nothing left to say
We carry on, we carry on
We carry on, we carry
We struggle every single day
Never giving up or giving in
No single sense of self-respect
We turn around and walk away
No sense of community
We fear each and everyday
Behind closed doors and closed minds
We shelter away from our lives
There's pain and then there's living
Both makes sense to those who're willing
And there's nothing left to say
We carry on, we carry on
We carry on, we carry on
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We kick the bucket and they drink us dry
Non essential work down on supply
We till the soil and work the fields
Another twenty years
My fingers bleed
You've gotta believe it
It's gotta be seen to believed
A crisis of faith and and an honest mistake
It can break your resolve
This tattered life torn and despised
It can swallow you whole
At the mercy of this machine
Our price to pay
Our burden to bear
Taking liberties with an innocent lie
Just another cog in this infernal machine
Another fifty years for someone to see
You've gotta believe it
It's gotta be seen to believed
A crisis of faith and and an honest mistake
It can break your resolve
This tattered life torn and despised
It can swallow you whole
At the mercy of their machine
We're at the mercy of their machines
Shake hands (shake hands)
With the captains of industry
[x4]
Shake hands with the captains of industry
[x3]
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