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 I shake through the wreckage  signs of life
 Scrolling through the 
 Clicking  the photographs
 
 I  I could make sense of what we do
 Burning  the capitols
 Wisest of the 
 
 Who are  what are you living for
 Tooth for  maybe we'll go one more
 
 This life, is  in perfect symmetry
 What  do, that will be done to me
 
  page after page of analysis
 Looking for the  score
  no closer than we were before
 
 Who are you, what are you fighting 
 Holy truth, brother I chose this mortal 
  in perfect symmetry
 
 What I do,  will be done to me
  the needle, slips into the run out groove
 Love, maybe you  it too
 
 And maybe you  life is unkind
 And over so 
 There is no golden 
 There's  heaven waiting for you
 
 Oh boy you  leave this town
 Get  while you can
 The needle's running 
 The voices  the streets you love
 Everything is better when you  that shout
 Woooaohhh
 Woooaohhh
 Woooaohhh
 
  dreamers, hide in churches
 Pieces of pieces of  hour buses
 I  in emails, worn out phrases
 Mile after mile of just empty 
 
  yourself around me
 Wrap yourself around 
 
 As the needle, slips into the run  groove
 Maybe  feel it too
  you'll feel it too
 Maybe you'll feel it 
 Maybe  feel it too
 
 I  in emails, worn out phrases
 Mile after  of just empty pages