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Golden lights, they tend to flicker on the quiet street
Can you see me through the grey clouds on the black concrete?
There's a headlight racing toward me, but I don't think that I care
Nothing hurts quite like the feeling of a heart beyond repair
Call my friends, they're good at playing pretend
Don't break down again
Novocaine numbing me to the pain
I don't feel a thing
Bottling up my thoughts for a while
Blaming myself till I'm dead on arrival
Telling me to rest in peace
Can you see me through the grey clouds on the black concrete?
There's a headlight racing toward me, but I don't think that I care
Nothing hurts quite like the feeling of a heart beyond repair
Call my friends, they're good at playing pretend
Don't break down again
Novocaine numbing me to the pain
I don't feel a thing
Bottling up my thoughts for a while
Blaming myself till I'm dead on arrival
Telling me to rest in peace
I don't want to believe I'm the living dead
Know the fire's there inside me
I just need some gasoline
Let it burn through all my trauma
Let me cry for you in peace
So the living dead are a real thing
Hard to fathom, but I see
Just a corpse that's half alive
In the mirror looking back at me
Call my friends, they're good at playing pretend
Don't break down again
Novocaine numbing me to the pain
I don't feel a thing
Bottling up my thoughts for a while
Blaming myself till I'm dead on arrival
Telling me to rest in peace
Know the fire's there inside me
I just need some gasoline
Let it burn through all my trauma
Let me cry for you in peace
So the living dead are a real thing
Hard to fathom, but I see
Just a corpse that's half alive
In the mirror looking back at me
Call my friends, they're good at playing pretend
Don't break down again
Novocaine numbing me to the pain
I don't feel a thing
Bottling up my thoughts for a while
Blaming myself till I'm dead on arrival
Telling me to rest in peace
I don't want to believe I'm the living dead
Call my friends, they're good at playing pretend
I'm the living dead
Novocaine numbing me to the pain
I'm the living dead
Bottling up my thoughts for a while
Blaming myself till I'm dead on arrival
Telling me to rest in peace
I don't want to believe I'm the living dead
Call my friends, they're good at playing pretend
I'm the living dead
Novocaine numbing me to the pain
I'm the living dead
Bottling up my thoughts for a while
Blaming myself till I'm dead on arrival
Telling me to rest in peace
I don't want to believe I'm the living dead
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