Despite what you think I can offer you nothing Im sea sick and strung out and tired of adjusting Hands on the dashboard where I can see them Let me think Im all backed up Just let me think If you would be my bride The smoke and mirrors The blissful lies will throw the hounds off the scent Learn the lines It's all I'm asking We steal what we need and the rest we call love Take back the night Drop the captures and run for your life Its not what it seems Stockholm syndromes an excessive grief If you leave me Im coming with you I promise you that Get out while youre still gods child Were a deer in the headlights Motionless till were ripped to shreds Stop following me around Learn to lie Thats all im asking Dont look up The cheap thrill of our impending doom's all I have
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