Words with no echo, this is an unfair architecture
And my fists surrender to my emotion
Canceling each other's experience
With the intimidating sound of our voices
Truth is the method of defense
Passion cries out from our fiery blaze of words
They make monuments and we make no progress
We could build a mansion with our million dollar
Dollar words, dollar words, dollar words, dollar words
Canceling each other's experience
With the intimidating sound of our voices
Truth is the method of defense, defense
Of our voices, truth is the method of defense
Passion cries out from our fiery words
Blaze of words, blaze of words
Our blaze of words, blaze of words
[Incomprehensible]
[Incomprehensible]
Separate the widow from the bride
Separate the widow from the bride
Separate the widow from the bride
Separate the widow from the bride
Separate the widow from the bride
Separate the widow from the bride, yeah
Separate the widow from the bride, yeah
Separate the widow from the bride
Separate the widow from the bride
Separate the widow from the bride
In this part of the story
I am the one who dies
In this part of the story
I am the one who dies, the only one
I will speak careful formulations of defense, these wary methods Words with no echo, this is an unfair architecture And my fists surrender to my emotion Canceling each other's experience With the intimidating sound of our voices Truth is the method of defense Passion cries out from our fiery blaze of words They make monuments and we make no progress We could build a mansion with our million dollar Dollar words, dollar words, dollar words, dollar words Canceling each other's experience With the intimidating sound of our voices Truth is the method of defense, defense Of our voices, truth is the method of defense Passion cries out from our fiery words Blaze of words, blaze of words Our blaze of words, blaze of words [Incomprehensible] [Incomprehensible] Separate the widow from the bride Separate the widow from the bride Separate the widow from the bride Separate the widow from the bride Separate the widow from the bride Separate the widow from the bride, yeah Separate the widow from the bride, yeah Separate the widow from the bride Separate the widow from the bride Separate the widow from the bride In this part of the story I am the one who dies In this part of the story I am the one who dies, the only one Explain Request ×
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