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Text: The Bled. Millionaires.

We fall asleep on the runway
Underneath the neon crucifix
Where they left the light on for us tonight
Fed myself to the sickness, purge myself to the cure

We watch the nurses pace the cage
You and I, we're never gonna die
Never gonna die in the white lights
You and I are never gonna die

Servants suffocate the King
We've come to take what we don't need
And build a prison where cathedrals used to be

We burn every office
Zombies prowl through the school chanting
"This is ours to love and take apart at will"

Here we are right now, here we are right now
These wires, these woven webs
Conceal the blueprints from me, here we are right now

Sometimes we kill the lights, pretend that we survived
We're never gonna die, we're never gonna die
We're never gonna die, we're never gonna die

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