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Something's gone missing
There's a hole in the middle of my chest
But that's just fine
I found concrete to fill in the rest
Taking the form of worthlessness
No one really cares
Nothing really matters
Sit back and relax
Sit back and relax
Sing love for no reason at all
I've got a feeling that there's no real reason to pray
We've got no purpose so why not have fun for a change
We're just a disease looking for a new host to stay
We've got no purpose so why not have fun for a change
Something's gone
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Small Guy Discovers Mud
05:25
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Classic, tragic tale of good and evil
Where our knight stands to face his fears in civil combat
The rat in the room is closer than you think
Doctor, doctor give me my medicine
There's no cure for this sad sad state I'm in
Just remedies, oh sweet sweet serenity
Destiny has once again gotten the best of me
I'm sick of all these turning eyes
They're not as welcoming as I remember them being
The pit is deepening
I don't know what I was thinking
I'm barely breathing
Turn around let me stop the bleeding
You know I'll never stop singing
Where did you go
Where did you go
We'll run as far as we can
Build our humble homes in the sand
Erase the past with our trembling hopes of a new day
Though it seems life has other plans
Winter's gone
The Summer's come to melt my heart away
The more I wait the more I can't explain
What you've done to deserve immortality
Where did you go
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We were the moon and the sun
Never together at once
But we'd light up the sky with our love
You know it's easy to trust someone when
Your stomach is occupied by all these butterflies
Well I think I've had quite enough
There's something coming down the Hallway
A black silloughetted dream
Your organ theft has come to haunt me
So I stand with weakened knees
Jameson peaked through the cracked doorway
As I imprinted on your bed
I carved your name into this bullet and said:
"You were the last thing that crossed my head"
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I don't like to go where I have never been (x12)
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Here Comes Mr. Pipe
04:44
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Head in my hands, eyes looking sorrowful
The back of your head never looked so damn beautiful
Take off the blinds in the glaze in my eyes
Show me what life would be like without pride
Another angel ripped off my wings
And I'm sorry that you had to be Cupid to my Psyche
Aphrodite won't take this lightly
We'll just drown our fears in the river of lost souls
As it goes
Nothing seems to phase her oh I know
She's so Rock n' Roll
It's happening again
Again
Oh my god my mind's got the bends
I'm making friends in the back of my head
Please just take my beating heart instead
Before the red earth takes me home again
Hey can't you hear my screaming your name
It's insane
Honey you're really good at charades
I saw the love in your heart dimming oh
And I'm really dying for your hand to hold
Oh my god my mind's got the bends
I'm making friends in the back of my head
Please just take my beating heart instead
Before the red earth takes me home again
I swear I've seen the ghost
Of my youth go up in smoke
You're breathing in the most
You're suffocating
Somewhere out there I will find the sun once again
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