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I’ve been Han Solo for a long, long time
Just looking for a Leia with a little dark side
And, oh, you got it
I can’t forget about it

Let’s find some other place nobody knows
Start a brand new nation
With a population of two
We’ll have no calendars and no controls

(Rise up!)
(Baby let me tell you)
From all the mistakes that I’ve made
(Some days will crush your spirit)

I was standing in a void
First time I heard the call
I was looking at the world
I was feeling kinda small

I wanna know what you can’t look up
I wanna go where you can’t show me on a map
I wanna see something
I wanna see something you can’t replay me

One mission, young and ambitious
Well equipped to crush the competition
Knows fame and money not always a given, but he
He won’t quit till the dreams where he’s living

Are you lonely?
Are you lonely just like me?
Everybody
Everybody looking for someone

The city in a red haze
A brutal masterpiece
The sun in which I bathe
Feigning harmony

Eyes casting forth glances of disdain
Don’t they see I’m a saint
I should be praised
While I parade past my own remains

I carve silence in my forearm
There’s no silence in my head
Encircling me with incoherent scraps of talk
I carve silence in my forearm

Amid a transfixed crowd, their mouths agape
Gathered around a centerpiece
Amid pillars and statues so majestic
I move with their mechanical dancing

I leave you wounded
As the blue night washes over your skin
Your pale face marked with a grim
But satisfied grin

See them circling their shadows
See them trembling in terror
See them kindling their fires
See them stirring to silence

She’s doing her most famous impression
Passionately projecting all her feigned obsessions
Some fresh flesh
Unstained

I’ve heard they seldom surface
If they’re buried deep enough
I’ve heard they seldom surface
If they’re buried deep enough

So here I am now, stretched out on the table
I feel like I’m overdressed for the occasion
Some soothing words as preparation
“Are you alright? Because you seem a bit shaken”

A ghost in woman’s clothes
Painted the scenery with her hopes
Placed stone upon stone
To raise her self-constructed throne

All alone here on the internet
Looking for cures that aren’t invented yet
If I don’t wanna die
Then I’m gonna die

Am I a faulty kind of man so tender in the heart?
Are clues embedded in my hands, a horoscope of cards
No, I’m no special grain of sand or undiscovered star
If there’s a great and holy plan I’d rather have no part

They made me put all my things in a silver case
Took my blood and my name and asked my age
Told me all my friends were on their way
And I’m just late in the game

Lost in love restless empty heart
Didn’t care I just gotta get some
Searchin’ for the ultimate pleasure
I couldn’t avoid the street so obscene

Young beast
Crawling back on your knees
Caught a taste of the finer things
And you’re praying your soul to keep

You tell me it’s alright
That everything’s okay
But I can see there’s something more
That you don’t want to say

This isn’t what I thought it would be
Once upon a time
See, fairytales can change so suddenly
And don’t tell me this was written in stars

I was woken by a bang
And I could already taste the pain
The sudden fear that grips and shakes you
When you face the truth

The last bastion of hope
This once great nation has left is its humour
So be it, through continued mockery
This crackpot country half full of cunts

Killswitch indifference to a liquid narrative
Obviously I tried writing you out of the will
I just hadn’t the guts to lie through my teeth
Though only because I’m susceptible

What constitutes a ghetto?
Is it growing your own lettuces in the potholes on the road
Do the locals have to eat them all if they don’t sell em
I call potholes concrete meadows of the soul

It was a reasonable take
But in the time that it took
To find a beat in the break
The needle combing through the grooves of your mind had already stuck, and

Woah, oi
Woah, woah, woah, woah
You can’t just be rocking up and knocking on
With no search warrants to back it up

Yeah
He was the most handsome in a class of twenty-two
And he knew it early on so his confidence kept growing
By thirteen he had been with every girl deemed worth it

Oi, oi, stop, come back, you
I was instrumental in creating the company
A founding father of the movement, some say
Had A hundred youngsters under my guidance at any one time

I’m shakin’ up my eight ball coz I’m trying to see
What tomorrow’s world has got in store for me
Yeah freedom don’t come cheap
I’m bartering hard with no room to give

I’m suing, ha-ha, ha-ha, ha-ha
I’m suing your god for the ice on my step
Stepped outside, nearly broke my neck
It’s all connected in a certain respect

Ты такая девочка с улыбкой на лице,
О тебе мечтают все мальчишки во дворе,
Ты им даришь радость просто проходя,
Девочка, пожалуйста взгляни ты на меня.

Я буду вечно с тобой
Гореть в огне до конца
А там и ты и твой кот,
Та ночь у костра

Where did I go wrong I don’t know
Maybe I reacted on insecurities
Maybe my daddy’s to blame I don’t know
I just turn a blind eye on what you mean to me

It’s a fucked up day in my neighborhood
A fucked up day in my neighborhood
Fucked up day in my neighborhood
It’s a fucked up day

I’m just one promise away
From a big marquee in front of the small town theater girl
Pretty red rope set up for you
The popcorns fresh and the Coke is too

I’ve been a missionary for the devil
I’ve carried so much weight upon my shoulders
I’ve seen an open sky from underground
I fell asleep inside and almost drowned

You said I know I get it all, yeah, I bet
I don’t believe ya
Alright, yeah, okay now
In your mind, you think you can handle it all

You can make mash in the bathtub but then you gotta distill it through a liquor steel
My particular steel I’m looking at right now
It’s gone be a 15 gallon beer keg attached to three quarter inch copper tubing run into a 55 gallon drum
Out of the outside of that 55 gallon drum

Before the cocaine and the midnight train she was a pretty girl
Before the tears fell on her lonely smile she was a silly girl
She was dancing around like there was no one around there wasn’t any girls
She was holding a bag over a mirror in class like one of many girls, many girls

Ruby red lipstick kiss on the head
Sweat a lot of sleep it’s a wet bed
Matchbook collection beside the chair
(Troublesome)

That’s so rock and roll she said
A rollin’ stone
A tumblin’ boulder
I took a puff of my smoke and fumbled through my folder

We are go for main engine start
All sequence initiated
10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1
And sometimes y, sometimes y, sometimes y

Currently
The sullen look on your face
Tells me you see something
More pure in me than this dirty

Listen, the snow is falling o’er town
Listen, the snow is falling ev’rywhere
Between Empire State Building
And between Trafalgar Square

Whoops, I miss, I fake exist
This life is long and so is the list
Of things I want and things I don’t have
It’s getting even worse when it don’t go to print

Eternal night, but we don’t need sleep
Can’t shut your eyes because out here all lights are shining
Everyone’s dying, but nobody leaves
Lamenting skies pouring down, this city’s been crying