I want to sing into your eyes
Your dilated eyes die, criminal die
Are you the kind of man that would
Hold your breath to part
With your lungs?
Are you the kind of man that would
Cry fake tears to save your eyes from
The sight of your own blood?
Because now's the time
With torso high you gave a brave look
But you're not so high anymore now
I pulled the trigger once, so I could see you dance
I guess there was just enough gun salt to ricochet up
And and put a hole in your head
Because now's your time
Canto funbre forever we march
You've made a sea of calloused hearts
To loathe
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| 2 | Decoys Like Curves |
| 3 | Cubic Zirconias Are Forever |
| 4 | Only the Clouds |
| 5 | Waitress |
| 6 | Escape Pod For Intangibles |
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| 2 | Sweet DispositionTemper Trap |
| 3 | IslandsThe xx |
| 4 | Rolling In The DeepAdele |
| 5 | CrystalisedThe xx |
| 6 | You Found MeThe Fray |
| 7 | Let It Be (various Artists)Bonnie Tyler |
| 8 | Heart Skipped A BeatThe xx |
| 9 | Someone Like YouAdele |
| 10 | Many Of HorrorBiffy Clyro |
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