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Cut your wings
Let's offer it a new
Name
In disarray
It doesn't have to be called love
An accomplice stare
So convincing
And I watch you watch
Uninterested
I'm so uninteresting
But curse my name
Oh no
And our corpse the same
But I feel you're closer
To the breakaway
To the breakaway
I pull the chord
Let the hope decompose again
Oh till you're not bored
Till the soil I'm in claims more of it
I want to know
Who's really you
Cut you open
See through to the other side
What does that feel like?
But curse my name
Oh no
And our corpse the same
But I feel you're closer
To the breakaway
To the breakaway
Well it's all the same
Romanticize
Feed myself lies
Well I'm searching for
A signal fire
A helpless cry
Still taste chrome
Chrome
Chrome
I still taste chrome
But curse my name
Oh no
And our corpse the same
And I still bite the hook that never feeds me
I thought it was chrome
But I was just bleeding
