Help me bleed, ‘cause I’m empty
Can’t you see that I could leave?
So one, two, three, let’s break free
Look at this, now you just look at this
One week more, one week less
Let’s get pretty, let’s get dressed
We’re so weird, it’s pointless
All that’s behind us runs so fast
All the trees are painted as ties
All our heroes must look alike
All the 3’s are disguised as 5’s
All our heroes must be set on fire
All the lows are disguised as highs
All cold blood must be set on fire.
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