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Kids
We sleep alone or with our chores
We feed on knives, because we're poor
Wait in line with the stars that all froze in mime
Call us men, and pay our sinner's fee
I admit I put it on so well (so well)
Take the nails right out of me, melt them down for you to keep
So well, so well, so well
Skill is sold off like an old bride, a bargain buys
I could clench my throat, but a closed mouth won't sing
Therefore, indoor kids can't adapt to, to notes and strings
I could clench my throat, rip out my lungs, pour in the smoke
Blind our lives to what keeps below
Stop spending so much time coating the inside of lost sight
Leaving the ghost to paint us bright
Trapping your dead while another key was struck in red
I could clench my throat, but a closed mouth won't sing
Therefore, indoor kids can't adapt to, to notes and strings
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I could clench my throat, rip out my lungs, pour in the smoke
Blind our lives to what keeps below
We can only be as sad as our fathers
We'll only eat what our mothers allow us to take
We can only take the same drinks as our fathers
It's all that our mothers pray us to be
Take the nails right out of me, melt them down for you to keep
So well, so well, so well
I could clench my throat, but a closed mouth won't sing
Therefore, indoor kids can't adapt to, to notes and strings
I could clench my throat, rip out my lungs, pour in the smoke
Blind our lives to what keeps below
Blind our lives to what keeps below
Every sunken moment in our lives is what buys your blackout nights
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