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I like the sound of the broken pieces
I like the lights and the siren she says
We got machines but the kids got Jesus
We like to move like we both don't need this
God can't hear you,
They won't fight you,
Watch them build a friend just like you
Morning sickness,
XYZ
Teenage girls with ESP
Give me the sound
To see
Another world outside that's full of
All the broken things
That I've made
Just give me a life
To bleed
Another world outside that's full of
All the awful things
That I've made
We like to dance but the dead go faster
Turn up the slam/hound/bar/code/blast/her
We want the cash or the junk you're after
Rez-up control for the mix tape master
Cell-correction
Mass dissection
Death-squad brats are in detention
Morning sickness,
XYZ
Boys with bombs in NM/̶̢́͝/̡҉/̶̀̀͠
Carbon-lacing
Spent shell-casings
Photographs that I'm erasing
Bonus lives with pixel-screams
Girls with guns on LSD
Cell-infection
Mass-destruction
Program for the final function
Lab-rat king,
Rescue team
Save me from the next life
Give me the sound,
To see
Another world outside that's full of
All the broken things
That I've made
Just give me a life
To bleed
Another world outside that's full of
All the awful things
That I've made
'Cause we are the last
Disease
Another broken life that's full of
All the awful things
That I've made
And we got the eyes
To see
Another broken life that's full of
All the awful things
That I've made
English Lyrics Typed by: BioHazardTeenEDE