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Lie down, curl up in a ball
You'll never even need to crawl
Strive for shit, slave to it
You're working for the means to an end
Build walls and watch bridges fall
So hungry for the new next best
Strive for shit, slave to it
You're working for the means to an end
Does your heart have a beat
Does it just sit in your chest
Crowding your soul, taking space
While you wait for a place to decay
There is more to this life
Than the flesh and the pain
Things carving their mark on your fate
While you wait for a place to decay
To decay
Wide open skies (wide open skies)
A billion dreams or dead stars in the night
Exploding cannonballs
Breaking down the walls between you and life
It's time to open up your eyes
To cut all strings and die
To draw the fucking line
Between the living and alive
Does your heart have a beat
Does it just sit in your chest
Crowding your soul, taking space
While you wait for a place to decay
There is more to this life
Than the flesh and the pain
Things carving their mark on your fate?
While you wait for a place to decay
Your greed
Our greed
Consume everything
Does your heart have a beat
Does it sit in your chest
Crowding your soul, taking space
While you wait for a place to decay
There is more to this life
Than the flesh and the pain
Things carving their mark on your fate
While you wait for a place to decay
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