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Next phase, next craze, next nothing new
Got the pretty boy beat him up black and blue
Broke the sissy boy's teeny toy heart in two
Turned him into a video kid like you
I know you're just pretending death
There's no window for mistakes
I know you see right through me
There's no promise left to break
Shot the pretty boy killed him on commodore
Need a new game, need a new something more
Got a new face got a new way to score
Got a voice like something I've heard before
The message misleading
We're lying, we're cheating
We're only repeating
The motions preceding
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Hands cover whispers of the lovers' fright
Fear-cloaked renditions of that autumn night
Digging up rumours of the kids in the park
What awful things happened in the dark?
Take, just one last dare
Pretend you don't care
Till twilight falls
Wait, is someone else here?
And I can't stop my tears
I've never been so scared
In the cellar buried 6 feet deep
The lover's shaken from a dreamless sleep
Nails clawing splinters from the ceiling and floor
Shrieking like the witches til his stitches are sore
Take, just one last dare
Pretend you don't care
Till twilight falls
Wait, is someone else here?
And I can't stop my tears
I've never been so scared
Calling for the other, searching for her lover
Secrets she discovers drain her face of color
1.. 2.. 3.. 4 Underneath the cellar floor
5.. 6..7..8 Lovers will all suffocate
1.. 2.. 3.. 4 Underneath the cellar floor
5.. 6..7..8 Lovers will all suffocate
1.. 2.. 3.. 4 Underneath the cellar floor
5.. 6..7..8 Lovers will all suffocate
1.. 2.. 3.. 4 Underneath the cellar floor
5.. 6..7..8 Lovers will all suffocate
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First place on a classroom wall
Every turn of the face can help to break
The fall from a domestic disgrace
Every rumor displaced
Is lost and found
A lack of discipline
One hand to cut the other
So unprofessional
You're not a friend
You're just a lover
Nothing exceptional
This is correctional
Mirror on the wall
Frame the picture
Reflect this kiss
To wish us all goodnight
First day in a victim's chair
Every surface replaced
Can help to keep you
Fair for a corrected gaze
Every feature displayed
Will match your crowd
A loss of innocence
One hand to wash the other
Be a perfectionist
You're nothing if
You're just another
Something material
This isn't personal
Mirror on the wall
Frame the picture
Reflect this kiss
To wish us all goodnight
We're all dancing
To the same sad song
And we're not sleeping
But it won't take long
Illicit conviction
Confessions incomplete
Correction
Submissive restriction
Instructions will repeat
Direction
Mirror on the wall
Frame the picture
Reflect this kiss
To wish us all goodnight
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Farewell
This blackened eye
You've learned your lessons falling down
Far behind and tracing footsteps home
Despite your lack of pride
You wore your imperfections well
Dignified
Spend your time alone
Trace your footsteps home
Your hands are always reaching out of favor
Your kind are only good for bad behavior
Your mouth was never one to trust
You're always speaking out
Falling far behind
Falling out of line
Farewell
This bitter tongue
You spoke your lessons falling down, talking out
And breaking silence
Despite the harm you've done
You swallowed your rejection well
Amplified
Sing your song alone
Trace your footsteps home
Your hands are always reaching out of favor
Your kind are only good for bad behavior
Your mouth was never one to trust
You're always speaking out
Falling far behind
Falling...
Your hands are always reaching out of favor
Your kind are only good for bad behavior
Your mouth was never one to trust
You're always speaking out
Falling far behind
Falling out of line
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The tragic comedy divine
Paints the way to peace of mind
Leaving shallow lovers far behind
Past uncertainties combine
Bringing tears to sleepless eyes
Memory runs the course of time
Blood runs cold beyond
The violet prison for violent visions
And so the broken record plays
As you throw us away
We're never enough
We're drowning in clichés
So desperate to love
We're twisting every word they say
So we sleep through the days
Within the heat of passion's war
Lust is spilled upon the floor
Staining red the wasted metaphor
The selfish need for something more
Claws in vain at closing doors
Scarring faces once adored
Tracing circles in the
Violet prison for violent visions
And so the broken record plays
As you throw us away
We're never enough
We're drowning in clichés
So desperate to love
We're twisting every word they say
So we sleep through the days
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It's my red star
It's my red star (can't let go)
Best of cruel intentions
Binding what they fail to mention
No truth
All pretension
Raise your hand to give attention
You'd give it
We'd take it
You'd build it
We'd break it
You sign and we erase it
You'd feel it
We'd fake it
It's my red star (steal it)
It's my red star (can't let go)
It's my red star (conceal it)
It's my red star
Oh no...
Wasted education
Celebrating imitation
Misplaced admiration
Speaking for a generation
You'd give it
We'd take it
You'd build it
We'd break it
You sign and we erase it
You'd feel it
We fake it
It's my red star (steal it)
It's my red star (can't let go)
It's my red star (conceal it)
It's my red star
Oh no...
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Waiting as I'm wanting to
Speaking as I'm spoken to
Changing to your point of view
Fading as I follow you
A boyish notion of false emotion
These words are spoken despite my love
A fool's devotion was set in motion
My eyes are open now
It's a glass cage so I can't pretend
You hide beneath the physical
I see it coming
But I can't defend
You cut so deep
My belief is gone
My belief is gone
My belief is...
Tell me what I want to say
Save me for another day
Break me, it's the game you play
Hate me as I turn away
A boyish notion of false emotion
These words are spoken despite my love
A fool's devotion was set in motion
My eyes are open now
It's a glass cage so I can't pretend
You hide beneath the physical
I see it coming
But I can't defend
You cut so deep
My belief is gone
My belief is gone
My belief is gone
My belief is gone
My belief is...
It's a glass cage so I can't pretend
You hide beneath the physical
I see it coming
But I can't defend
You cut so deep
My belief is gone
My belief is gone
My belief is gone
My belief is gone
My belief is...
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It's safe to say I'm lonely now
A place called home
Is just a memory away
I know I've done this all before
A thousand silent voices
Begging me to stay
Apologies all left unsaid
Secrets better left unspoken
Dreams are slowly put to bed
Rumors stirred and reawoken
If I try to get away
How long until I'm free?
And if I don't come back here
Will you remember me?
It's safe to say there's nothing now
It's all so quiet but I
Can't forget the sound
A thousand voices call my name
A thousand hands that
Pull me back down to the ground
I turn away from what you are
Denying all that you have given
I find a place that's safe and far
In time all will be forgiven
If I try to get away
How long until I'm free?
And if I don't come back here
Will you remember me?
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Lately, nothing passes lightly
A heavy hand is holding me down
A breeze is just an unfamiliar sound to me
Just close the door
(It's all coming back to me)
Be still, my heart
('Cause it's all coming back)
Just close the door
(It's all coming back to me)
Be still, my heart
('Cause it's all coming back)
Lately, nothing passes by me
And every hand is holding me down
And praise is just an unfamiliar sound to me
Just close the door
(It's all coming back to me)
Be still, my heart
('Cause it's all coming back)
Just close the door
(It's all coming back to me)
Be still, my heart
('Cause it's all coming back)
(Oooh...just close the door
It's all coming back
Oooh...just close the door
It's all coming back)
All this meaningless direction
Feels like it pulls me away
It's hard to just forget
What they say to me
Just close the door
(It's all coming back to me)
Be still, my heart
('Cause it's all coming back)
Just close the door
(It's all coming back to me)
Be still, my heart
('Cause it's all coming back)
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Look around for a means
To dissuade her attention
Can't remember the places
And names that she mentions
My words are falling apart in spite of me
I'm stepping out of the light
So she can't see
Don't think I'll miss her
But I want to take her picture
When I found a place
Where she can't find me
And she's falling asleep
As she's walking with strangers
Talking cheap
As the flies on the wall entertain her
Her world is falling apart in front of me
She's stepping into the light
But she can't see
It's hard to miss her
When she's posing for a picture
But I found a place
Where she can't find me
My words are falling apart in spite of me
I'm stepping out of the light
So she can't see
Don't think I'll miss her
But I want to take her picture
When I found a place
Where she can't find me
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Lights out
Boys sleepwalking on the weekend
Black out
Two nights killing off a best friend
Fall out like soldiers walking off to the deep end
Hands out
Don't stop marching 'til the hearts rend
The time goes by
And sets the stage
They play their parts
And act their age
They never forget the lines that they say
Speaking slowly
I promise you one day
I promise you always
We'll make it out one day
I promise you always
Nights out
Girls keep on walking on the east end
White out
Two lights shining on a dead end
Drawn out
Like circles trailing off the pavement
Stand out
Don't stop marching 'til the hearts mend
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They're getting ugly
They're a horror show
And now we're laughing because they'll never know
That they have everything
We give them all of our own and they tell us they're sick and they're all alone
They make fools of us together
But we always think of them
All their laughing and their talking and their wasting of our time
And it always hurts to see them now
That everything is different
We don't like to see their eyes cause they will never look the same
They shut the door
We fell far behind
We try forgiveness
But they cross the line
And now the moment has passed and we can't rewind
We are dead long before we run out of time
They make fools of us together
But we always think of them
All their laughing and their talking and their wasting of our time
And it always hurts to see them now
That everything is different
We don't like to see their eyes cause they will never look the same
They make fools of us together
But we always think of them
All their laughing and their talking and their wasting of our time
And it always hurts to see them now
That everything is different
We don't like to see their eyes cause they will never look the same
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This story's missing a wishing well
No mirror to show and tell
No kiss that can break the spell
I'm falling asleep
Every prince is a fantasy
The witch is inside of me
Her poison will wash away the memory
We kill the lights and put on a show
It's all a lie
But you'd never know
The star will shine
And then it will fall
And you will forget it all
And after midnight we're all the same
No glass shoe to bring us fame
Nobody to take the blame
We're falling apart
Every story's a waiting game
A flower for every name
Their colors are paling
In the falling rain
We kill the lights and put on a show
It's all a lie
But you'd never know
The star will shine
And then it will fall
And you will forget it all
Now you know
It's so much better to pretend
There's something waiting for you here
Every letter that you wrote
Has found its way to me, my dear
You can make believe that what you say
Is what I want to hear
I'll keep dancing through this
Beautiful delusional career
Faking every tear
Looking like a compromise suicide
Keeping all my dreams alive
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Plastic blue invitations in my room.
I've been waiting here for you.
Reservations made for two.
Sunlight fading.
Black toungues speak faster than the car can crash.
You supply the rumours and I'll provide the wrath.
Romance is breaking every heart in two.
Casting shadows in the pale shade of blue.
Plastic blue conversations in my room.
Saving every tear for you.
Trusting every word untrue.
Twilight fading.
Fate changes faster than the death of light.
You provide the envy and I'll provide the spite.
Reflections cutting every face in two.
Casting shadows in the pale shade of blue.
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I think my friend said “I hear footsteps”
I wore my black and white dress to the birthday massacre, birthday massacre, birthday
I wore my black and white dress
I think my friend said “stick it in the back of her head”
I think my friend said “two of them are sisters”
“I am a murder tramp, birthday boy”, I think I said
“I'm gonna bash them in, bash them in”, I think he said
Then we wished them all a happy birthday
We kissed them all goodnight
Now he chases me to my room, chases me to my room, chases me in my black and red dress
I think my friend said “don't forget the video”
I think my friend said “don't forget to smile”
“You're a murder tramp, murder tramp” I think he said
“You're a murder boy, birthday boy” I think I said
I think my friend said “stick it in the back of her head”
I think my friend said “two of them are sisters”
“I am a murder tramp, birthday boy”, I think I said
“I'm gonna bash them in, bash them in”, I think he said
I think my friend said “don't forget the video”
I think my friend said “don't forget to smile”
“You're a murder tramp, murder tramp” I think he said
“You're a murder boy, birthday boy” I think I said
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