Из альбома: Broken Parachute

Just forget all about fate
While I unlock this gentlemen's promise
With Flesh like fire but it lacks a color

And chemical laughs (that) fly around like drama
I know I move like an apparition
in a style that's all ghostwritten
but these are the things I can take apart
These are the things I can take…

You move me like I've got new feet…

“Just don't leave me like this
because I need wonder….”

My stereo has blown away
So for now your voice can stay…
But once they all circle me….
… I will rip apart this machine…

I am a prince
With paper parts
Made of spit and paper dolls
A killer's karma has been bound
Uneven seams
a broken bow…
She's got this problem with people flying
One way tickets and a fear of crying
But these are the things she can take apart
These are the things I will take….

I cut her up and sent all the parts and
They hung them on all the corners and bars

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