Lyrics
We look forward to having you again
It chooses you, It chooses, the luckiest by far
Stained glass perception, bite your colorful nails, Captures my attention, nibbles at the green, it steals our every movement, Plastic conception, the way of the future,
Where are we going, it never feels this bright in the morning & as the smoke comes down you try to hide you hold your breathe and wonder why, it is so hard to move with a glass eyelash you've cut your face thanks to the smoke,
We hold our breath in the body count body bag, lined up on the floor, dead & alive it's time to start again, the smoke cuts right between us, oceans come between us
it's exactly what the priest wants well what about the devil and all of his investment that he put into you, Stare outside your window the colorful perception of all his intentions that he put into you,
Where are we going, it never feels this bright in the morning & as the smoke comes down you try to hide you hold your breathe and wonder why, it is so hard to move with a glass eyelash you've cut your face thanks to the smoke,
Oh, Unlock the car door, Oh, this is getting inside me,
Where are we going, it never feels this bright in the morning & as the smoke comes down you try to hide you hold your breathe and wonder why, it is so hard to move with a glass eyelash you've cut your face thanks to the smoke,
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