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Death to All Vampires
02:44
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I want to take it back and burn it down below
I want to bring it back just to let them know
Hey!
Your new normal!
And everybody's going to sell a truth
And everybody's going to need a lie
This is a rolling blackout, nothing will ever be the same
But if you want to go down with me tonight
Well then we better give them more than they had asked for
Turn them out, follow through
Stick to the fences and the gates you know
It's in the distance and in our heads
Hope to hell that they don't leave us for dead
All eyes on deck, all eyes on deck, all eyes on deck
They're all watching
You want it, now you'll get it
And you turn this around
To bring you to your knees on asphalt
To break it down for you the only way you know
Chalk it up to a masquerade
Turn them out, follow through
Stick to the fences and the gates you know
It's in the distance and in our heads
Hope to hell that they don't leave us for dead
Turn them out, follow through
Stick to the fences and the gates you know
It's in the distance and in our heads
Hope to hell that they don't leave us for dead
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Hot Blooded
02:16
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Standing on the edge of the weak side precipice
Calling out a name, but they still can't handle it
Open up our veins, just to flush out our contempt
Rolling back our eyes like an orbit circling
Reel it in, throw it back, taking names, under attack
Reel it in, throw it back, taking names, under attack
I take back every word I said
I know what it meant
Cut corners with paper tongues
To call me out
Satellite dreams on empty waves
Drowning out
Lifetime of debt removed from
Cut your losses now
Cut corners with paper tongues
To call me out
Satellite dreams on empty waves
Drown me out
Paper tigers bleed the same
Hot Blooded!
No one's safe tonight
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3. |
Modern Novella
02:46
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It's paved on endless streets
Peel back breath what you're seeing
Few things were made for this
Warm caskets paid for
It surrounds us like a dream
Begs you to follow
I'll never fall through
Amsterdam! Amsterdam! Amsterdam! New York is calling you!
Amsterdam! Amsterdam! Amsterdam!
I don't want to go to heaven
None of my friends are there
I rode (I rode) a sinking ship down
What do you want me to say?
Well if you wanted to break it off
I'll tear it down tonight
A slow relax
Ready to fall through
Amsterdam! Amsterdam! Amsterdam! New York is calling you!
Amsterdam! Amsterdam! Amsterdam!
I don't want to go to heaven
None of my friends are there
Seedy people, your eyes are bare
Lower the pitch of your suffering, your eyes aren't clear
Well that's a pretty little lie. Ain't that the truth?
Don't be afraid
Amsterdam! Amsterdam! Amsterdam! New York is calling you!
Amsterdam! Amsterdam! Amsterdam!
I don't want to go to heaven
None of my friends are there
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My memories are a long way from a safe ride
I won't kill by the wayside
Iâm just married to the thrill
Do you acknowledge mercy?
You waited for, for a home
But I can't forget (That I couldn't give)
You're asking too much from me
Promises break
And you buy right in and count me out
Cause you don't think, it's safe to stay
But when I gave you away,
You called me out
Forgiveness
You waited for, for a home
But I can't forget
You're asking too much from me
Promises break
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5. |
How I Met Your Brother
02:07
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It's just something in the way you move
I keep seeing you across the room
I caught your stare, you caught my eyes
And in this lie we open up
Passion, Passion, Passion
I set aside my drink and pride and make my way
Not sure what to say
I wanna play it cool
But cool doesn't suit me right
So I spell it out on foreign tongue
To help you understand where Iâm from
And you seem to reciprocate
As we dial in this new romance
Walking away
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Night Business Richmond, Virginia
Night Business:
Austin Auandee
Dave O'Dell
Dean Datre
Josh Shackleford
Ryan Clatterbuck
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