Get out of the city if it hurts. You're too blind, move it over, try to get
closer to the lifestyles of gluttons; seem so seamless and perfect. I've been
the secret that you've been keeping.
Ears to the wall, eyes on the prize. See that you've made a mistake, and we all
know what you've done here. Dear Interceptor, I've been waiting... Show me
something. Hold the phone, we've found an answer. Full moons and minot keys to
get there faster. Mirror, mirror, see this as clear as crystalline. Second-hand
interpreter. The spoken word for change.
Wait for me, I wanted to feel this safe. I can't hear you scream. Hold the
phone to make it better, I can't hear you.
Blood to the beat. This thirst of the Lion can't be quenched by cigarette
strewn cubicle air. Dear diluted, while you're dreaming... Hold the phone, we've
found an answer. Full moons and minot keys to get there faster. Mirror, mirror,
see this as clear as crystalline. Second-hand interpreter, deep into the Red we
need a change.
Just look at this cardboard cut-out, this puppet that you've become. Let me be
the first to acknowledge you've no pride, you've no purpose. It's so typical to
think less is more when you're out of the lead. Don't hurt yourself. Settle for
less. It's so typical to think less is more when you're out of the lead.
Second-hand interpreter, the spoken word for change.
Wait for me. I can't hear you. Hold the phone, we've found an answer.
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