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parade of lifeless packaging All ready to use It's the grand parade of lifeless packaging I just need a fuse Grand parade Grand parade Grand parade
way, For the Grand Parade. For the Grand Parade of Lifeless Packaging All ready to use The Grand Parade of Lifeless Packaging just need a fuse.
ignore this terror in me, I can't set it free I can't make any sense unless it's in a song and every time I try to feel I only seem to wake up lifeless
trust. Stabbed in the back by a bitter secret. A portrait painted black. Shed these butterfly wings. Regain your larval state. My heart is abandoned on a
a bumper like a billboard Covered in stickers of her favourite band She's got a handful of records that she turns to When she needs to land She's a Saturday
have to say To what I have to say There's a time and a place, we hide behind An alternate face When the freak needs a nurse you comply With the
thoughts of suicide Psychotic wounds that never heal You put the crown of thorns on me Cowards in the grip of fear A fox the chicken disappear Creation of the lifeless
way, for the Grand Parade. for the Grand Parade of Lifeless Packaging -All ready to use the Grand Parade of Lifeless Packaging -just need a fuse.
a bumper like a billboard Covered in stickers of her favorita band She's got a hangful of records that she turns to When she needs to land She's a saturday
tomorrow. Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man play a song for me. Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man play a song for me. Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man play a song for me. Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man play a
This terror in me, I can't set it free I can't make any sense Unless it's in a song And every time I try to feel I only seem to wake up lifeless
THOUGHTS OF SUICIDE PSYCHOTIC WOUNDS THAT NEVER HEAL YOU PUT THE CROWN OF THORNS ON ME COWARDS IN THE GRIP OF FEAR A FOX THE CHICKEN DISAPPEAR CREATION OF THE LIFELESS
parade. Honor and acclaim? Simply masked by falsified journalism of a gutted soldier. Now fallaciously lay the flag on your lifeless heroes with a delusion
we carry blood on our hands Pain allied, facing death, revel in contempt We did all agree to this parade of shame A fuckin? movement of disgrace Humanity
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