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I only come bearing burdens
But I don't decide to try
To put weight on you, darling
Featherweight

Look at how much I ruined this
Imagine how I must writhe in the addiction

View this in full screen (Fish into a barrel)
I lose you (Cannons into wood)
I never wanted to (Be you're only good)
Thing, thing, thing
Thing, thing, thing
Thing, thing, thing

Oh, yes, I will take this dance
I'm satisfied and I need advice
On how to put you in a bed
With roses and thorns

Post-paradigm depression
Backstabbers
Waiting to be courted in righteous
Bats to come around
Look at how cute the kids are
Imagine how happy they'll be in heaven

Four laps around the cult classic, you know we'll never headline a show you go to
We need you to buy our merch so we can eat, we need you to tell your friends about us;
"There's this brand new second rate heavy band, who can't even play their instruments"
You'll forget our name with nothing left to say, and we'll call it quits in 2028
(When you jump in that lake of fire, where is the page that you burn?)

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Torch the whole damn thing
Ca-Ca-Can you speak it?

Let it writhe in the underground symphony

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