Из альбома: The Fiction We Live

M 4 V T C and H
Might need to provide this number at the gate
Steady pilot because I'm half afraid
I can't believe you'd ask me that, of course I don't believe in fate
Would you be depressed?
If I attend that wedding
But only as a guest
Such an unfaithful bride
Draped in dress
Spun with threads of my regret
Sing it loud to drown out the feeling
When you're feeling much more odd than (even)
And half as true as dishonored seamen
We'll breathe Pacific and fight our demons

Would you be depressed?
If I attend that wedding
But only as a guest
Such an unfaithful bride
Draped in dress
Spun with threads of my regret

So arch your back
And flip your hair
Make eye contact so you know I care
You know I care

But only as a guest
Such an unfaithful bride
Draped in dress
Spun with threads of my regret

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