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When they found your body
Giant X's on your eyes
With your half of the ransom
You bought some sweet, sweet, sweet
Sweet sunflowers
And gave them
To the night
Underneath the Star of David
A hundred years behind my eyes
And with my half of the ransom
I bought some sweet, sweet, sweet
Sweet sunflowers
And gave them
To the night
Sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet sunflowers (x4)
And gave them
To the night
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Stay up all night
Waste time, waste light
Closer, closer
Ever closer
You win, you fail
Exit whitetail
Closer, closer
Maybe closer
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You and your daughter
and your father
flew airplanes
You and your sister
can tell by the back of her hands
It was a dinosaur act
dinosaur act
dinosaur act
dinosaur act
After expenses
and pulling up fences
no more airplanes
And putting your foot down
a nail shot up like a bright red snowflake
Just like a dinosaur act
dinosaur act
dinosaur act
dinosaur act
dinosaur
ooo...
And all through the dust
you feel that you must hear the strings of a dove
But it's a dinosaur act
dinosaur act
dinosaur act
dinosaur act
dinosaur
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They'll never cure this thing
With medicine and magazines
I know you play your part
You cover up your ever-aching heart
No one knows where you are
And no one thought you'd ever
Get that far
And how can it be that fun
When everyone around you
Dies so young?
And I'm not your favorite one
But who will walk you out
When it's all done?
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I don't need a laser beam
I don't need the time
Leave me in the car tonight
Rest your drunken mind
I need your grace alone
Lesser things are on your mind
Don't you think i know?
Will this poison scar my eyes?
Mother, close the door
I need your grace alone
I don't need a laser beam
I don't need a laser beam
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Wait it's late we've missed the date
Gone I guess with the rest
They'll never wake us in time
They'll never wake us in time
Maybe we'll wait 'til July
Now at last I hear them pass
Gone I guess with the rest
They'll never wake us in time
They'll never wake us in time
Maybe we'll wait 'til July
Then August
September
October
November
Or December
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Holding my head for the last of race
Pushing my body to get that embrace
It won't last -- hold on fast
It won't last -- hold on fast
Breathing in time, so hard to trace
Crushing your skull with my warming embrace
It won't last -- hold on fast
It won't last -- hold on fast
I fell down the stairs
I wished I were dead
You ran for the light
He handed me your head
It won't last --
It won't last -- hold on fast
It won't last -- hold on fast
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You will get your reward
You will get your reward
What is the whore you're living for?
Is it so wrong to think there's more?
There's always one worth waiting for
What is the whore you're living for?
You fill the house with bells
But who can live like that?
You wanna speak like angels
But you can't
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Half your life you kept it in
Born without a stomach
Now the thread around you spins
No, you're not that kind of girl
No, you could've had the world
Every time they lift you up
Every time more thread to cut
Seems like you've been cut enough
No, you're not that kind of girl
No, you could've had the world
Now lesser things
Pull the strings
Of priests and kings
No, you're not that kind of girl
No, you could've had the world
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Black, like a forest
And still, like a lion
My knees are bended
We used to speak
A different language
I wasted my breath
On words soon forgotten
Left unattended
They're moving their feet --
But nobody's dancing
Ah, take your time
Ah, take your time
How can I blame you
For all of the screaming
That I've had to turn to?
Just in time
To go off in my hands
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Hold me closer than that
Hold me closer than that
How'd we get here so fast?
Hold me closer than that
On a dark, raging sea
Ships lay sleeping beneath
Overhead, spinning past
Hold me closer than that
Things we lost in the fire
How'd we ever get by?
Words will never take back
Hold me closer than that
Hold me closer than that
Hold me closer than that
How'd we get here so fast?
Hold me closer than that
La la la la
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Filling holes with tiny sounds
Shiny from the inside out
Picture of you where it began
In metal
In metal
Partly hate to see you grow
And just like your baby shoes
Wish i could keep your little body
In metal
In metal
In metal
In metal
In metal
In metal
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