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Last Stop On The Mannequin Slave Train

This scene seems like a thousand bad dreams
Your mouth is open wide but you still can't scream.
Where? Why? How did I get on this train?
It won't stop rolling and I'm going insane.

Muddy ice cubes mix a shitty drink.
You've been reading books but you still can't think.
I wrote a song for all the things I want to say
I try to hit the keys but they still won't play.

There's no heroes on the radio.
There's no heroes on my stereo.
There's no heroes in the books I'm reading.
There's no heroes in the films I'm seeing.
There's no heroes in the songs we're singing
There's no heroes in the prayers I'm begging
There are no heroes in the words I'm singing
There are no heroes in the message I'm bringing

Here comes the man and I'm singing:

This dream seems like I'm shoveling steam.
This dream seems like I'm swimming upstream.
I think I had admission but I lost that card.
Can I get to heaven if I knock really hard?

This dream seems like I'm shoveling steam.
This dream seems like I'm swimming upstream.
I used to have a boat but they shot it full of holes.
Can I get to heaven if I really really row?

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This scene seems like a thousand bad dreams
Your lungs are full of air but your singing's out of key
Where? Why? How did I get on this train?
Its breaks are all broken - I'm going insane

This thing stings like a broken wing.
Your mouth is open wide but you still can't sing.
Talk, talk, talk, we're nothing but talk.
Your legs work fine but you still can't walk.

This dream seems like I'm shoveling steam.
This dream seems like I'm swimming upstream.
I think I had admission but I lost that card.
Can I get to heaven if I knock really hard?

This dream seems like I'm shoveling steam.
This dream seems like I'm swimming upstream.
I used to have a boat but they shot it full of holes.
Can I get to heaven if I really, really row?

There's a girl peeling skin off a mannequin
With enough time and space we'll give her a new face
Dress her up. Make her up.
She won't be the same by the time we're done.
We all swapped out our blood for a plastic heart
No one's not guilty of playing this part
There's no heroes on the radio
There's no heroes on the radio