paris_in_fla
Now its time to wrap our fears in the night
And on the first day we'll dress this city in flames
After all the things you say
You hate me for being this way
Sti
wind_up
Just ahead I see you winding up
And you're dressing this color on the edge of fire
Until these tightened strides
They march in time again
I don't know if I will cut th
dying_in_new_brunswick
You told me on your birthday
all the things that
this place had done to you.
And in the streets you walk,
you hide your face cause
they don't believe it's true.
mass_as_shadows
You know it sounds better in the long run,
where your words and symbols stack up into the night
Hands are broken, folded like a steeple of my own symbol
The song is the same, A
cross_out_the_eyes
Let's call this the quiet city:
Where screams are flet as a wave of stoplights
Drive through the the streets as gunshots punctuate the night
The sides we take divide us from
for_the_workforce,drowning
a_hole_in_the_world
In this blackout inertia will hold our thoughts
And the exit sign offers no light to see by
Can we cast our shadows alone in the dark?
I can't see without you
W
a0001
We'll all look the same someday
And even now the robot starts to think
I wonder what it dreams
concealer
With fists raised high in tightened knots
The room explodes and now this blood is on your hands
And there is no time for a second chance
To paint my face with blood and tears
ian_curtis
We listened to the open sound your voice projected on the radio dial
Lie with me I said and lying's what she always did and always will.
All these thoughts keep leading back to him. standing_on_the_edge_of_summer
In this room I'm sitting by your side.
It rains for hours and the phone is off its hook.
Standing on the edge, casting lots to set me up before you knock me down,
off the sum
autobiography_of_a_nation
Write these words back down inside
We have burned their villages and all the people in them died
We adopt their customs and everything they say we steal
All the dreams they h
evacuate
Conditions are getting worse
And there's nothing left I can do
Gonna leave while I can
I'm gonna...
with or without you
It never used to be like this before where_the_circle_ends
Mountain ranges
Mourning red bay at the bridges
Stab up at the coming blue horizon
Grey slides loosely off rooftops
Lands on the Incan desert ground and dies
A flock
understanding_in_a_car_crash
Splintered piece of glass falls in the seat …gets caught
broken windows, open locks, reminders of the youth we lost
In trying so hard to look away from you
we followed whit
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