1.Forget
Don't stick around
Don't stick around and watch it.
We can't offer questions to the answers that you're giving.
(Understand it) We can't make it perfect.
Don't stick around
Don't stick around and watch it.
We can't offer questions to the answers that you're giving.
(Understand it) We can't make it perfect.
Don't stick around
Don't stick around and watch it.
We can't offer questions to the answers that you're giving.
(Understand it) We can't make it perfect.
We are the (trees), we are the (ghosts).
(Perfect) Let us be heard, now it's our turn.
(Perfect) Promises
We can't make it perfect.
I cannot fit into your skin.
I cannot fit into your skin.
I cannot fit.
Perfect, go forth, stay gold, stay yours.
My path has already been taken.
My path has already been taken.
Don't stick around
Don't stick around and watch it.
We can't offer questions to the answers that you're giving.
Understand it, we can't make it perfect.
Patience my dear, the water's coming.
Rest with peace.
Don't stick around
Don't stick around and watch it.
We can't offer questions to the answers that you're giving.
Watch it, don't stick around
Don't stick around and watch it.
We can't offer questions to the answers that you're giving.
Don't stick around
Don't stick around and watch it.
We can't offer questions to the answers that you're giving.
Watch it, imagine all the people...
Take your hand from the grave and keep your place.
Some dragons are misunderstood.
Take your hand from the grave and keep your place.
Some dragons are misunderstood.
Take your hand from the grave and keep your place.
Some dragons are misunderstood.
2.Not
Taking off her 'face'.
I don't think we have met.
Sounds different than the beat
Your heart used to make.
Let's recollect all our thoughts,
We've never been so apart.
Maybe I could change.
Poison takes in vain.
At day, it feels a lot like love.
I know at night, it feels a lot like blood.
(Your portrait smiles in vain).
Panic darling.
Dancing with the mistress in the blue dress.
(Portrait smiles in vain, portrait smiles)
Stand in line, turn and draw.
Stand in line, turn and draw.
Stand in line, turn and draw.
Stand in line, turn and draw.
Stand in line, turn and draw.
Stand in line, turn and draw.
Stand in line, turn and draw.
Stand in line, turn and draw.
She smiles in french but her arms are crossed. (Stand in line,
turn and draw.)
She's changed her name to a heart. (Stand in line, turn and
draw.)
That speaks but it does not beat. (Stand in line, turn and
draw.)
All the flashes are blinding. (Stand in line, turn and draw.)
What started out as a hope for a different world. (Stand in
line, turn and draw.)
It's now the sand that you're sinking in. (Stand in line, turn
and draw.)
Once everyone has taken pieces of your design, (Stand in line,
turn and draw.)
It's hard to recognize. (Stand in line, turn and draw.)
Rejoice.
It's a lions den,
It's a lions den,
It's a lions den,
it is all a lie.
I used to live the casual life like you, now my screen is
crystal clear with a life like view and I've never been more
ashamed, I wish that I could see the sunlight too. I should've
covered up my eyes when that wish came true. Innocent and golden
but its blocked in a display. They're saving up to take me home
and write down what I say.
If I could change the way I spoke, then I would speak away the
darkness of the past and guide myself away from all the cameras
in my path.
In my pa-
In my-
3.Your
Oh busy, busy bee,
Walking to and fro.
What if we close our eyes？
What if we don't wake up？
Oh busy, busy bee,
Walking to and fro.
What if we close our eyes？
What if we don't wake up？
Oh busy, busy bee,
Walking to and fro.
What if we close our eyes？
What if we don't wake up？
4.First
Sing it.
Singing a different song.
Make it.
Guess who will play along.
I can't help looking at me.
C'est La Vie.
My hands are free as can be.
C'est La Vie.
Wanted： Passion.
Wasted and hopeless.
Makeshift glory,
Praises, fortress, blame me.
How can I speak on the other side？
How can I speak on the other side？
We cannot be inside this war until we bleed and make it
Louder. Louder. Louder. Louder. Louder. Louder. Louder. Louder.
With various degrees of love and of hate.
With a gun strapped to your side, I believe you have your faith.
I move onward with a trumpet and a voice
And a ghost inside my head and the past is noise
5.Love
Victim, my friend, get out! Dancing and shaking and most of all,
electric.
Lights on：Lights off. Everyone hit the ground. she was beautiful
like cancer.
She was beautiful, but she helped you into the ground. Mayday!
Mayday!
A heart-shaped enemy, never underestimate. Samson was impressed
as well. I helped you carry all the dead folks that we knew, but
you fell in love. You fell asleep and strait into the ground she
marches on, one by one.
I open up the earth and let myself in. I bleed into the dirt,
all in all, my friend, I am giving in. Wake up! She marches on
one by one. she is the wind, the setting sun. death in death,
love lost. They lost their voice in the choir.
6.Speak
Lovers, beg your forgiveness right now.
Fathers, speak to your kids right now.
To the prince, to the king, to the fathers of the free,
Beg for your workers and pray to God for me.
Bleeding hearts, bleeding crowns.
Hope is only around right now.
Prisoners of love forgive them right now.
Prisoners of love forgive them and speak right now.
7.In
We cant let this be us, 'My heart is in the sand.' Let love
close your eyes.
Let love open your hands. You can't live on the streets and
change not your desire. Let love take you under. I'm in love
with a bottle of grace, who am I to think you ain't, I'd be
lying to you if I said my heart was up for all to see. because,
I'm not talking about making lovers out of golden picturesque
sunsets. I want to be the one who can bring it to the streets
and to the fixed and the victim-esque.
We are all capable of love. We are all capable of cancer.
Shake it off, work it out, and bury it. All you need is love.
Love is all you need. (Let love take you under!) This is the
only dance you'll ever regret, so keep the car running. Lets
show them things they'll never forget.
8.Tongues
Maybe everythings alright. Maybe all the chairs are always
spoken for. We got workers in back and the light is on their
eyes but the sadness in your face is beside you with a grin.
You've mistaken all the homes and inspirations for the cage. How
was I supposed to know that we were never meant for this？ You're
the reason we already know and I believe you can call this
weekend-mission：success, but there's a scratch across the lens.
We cataloged all our fears that you treasured and you hoped was
here to stay. This is the cut of the director and we got scenes
out of our way. When there's a scratch across the lens, all is
lost. Hey, wait... we hold our breath as we pass everyone
sleeping.
9.And
Maybe I should speak. We can count our blessings in the rain.
Talking is so cheap, save the parlor tricks, count your money
alone.
Holding on to the free. I want to show you all what I mean.
careful what you say And never underestimate the wait. I know
you hear the songs that we could sing but do not stay. I hope
you know the change. I love the change and now we got the
change, we make the song sound like what we want. Who am I to
tell you what is wrong？ Talking is so cheap, so save the
politics, you can never get rid of me. I tell you everything, I
write it down. (Whats the destination？) Well, I sew my body to
yours so that I can speak but my serpent-hands are holding me,
but, my razor tongue will fix it all away. It might be two
dimensional, but the story is great. I sew my body to yours so
as I can see the lovers in the front row and all the ghosts in
the back seat. I sew my body to yours, so as I am free. There's
two versions of my fate... and so we shall see. Put me in the
dirt.
10.Cheek
I found the answer... open your hands.
Reach out, distance enough, and fair maiden in hand,
All in all, we ain't... But, we press on!
I'm sorry, but I don't want to be an emperor. That's not my
business. I don't want to rule or conquer anyone. I should like
to help everyone if possible; Jew, Gentile, black man, white. We
all want to help one another. Human beings are like that. We
want to live by each others happiness, not by each others
misery. We don't want to hate and despise one another. In this
world there is room for everyone, and the good earth is rich and
can provide for everyone. The way of life can be free and
beautiful, but we have lost the way. Greed has poisoned men's
souls, has barricaded the world with hate, has goose-stepped us
into misery and bloodshed. We have developed speed, but we have
shut ourselves in. Machinery that gives abundance has left us in
want. Our knowledge has made us cynical; our cleverness, hard
and unkind. We think too much and feel too little. More than
machinery, we need humanity. More than cleverness, we need
kindness and gentleness. Without these qualities, life will be
violent and all will be lost. The airplane and the radio have
brought us closer together. The very nature of these inventions
cries out for the goodness in men; cries out for universal
brotherhood; for the unity of us all. Even now my voice is
reaching millions throughout the world, millions of despairing
men, women, and little children, victims of a system that makes
men torture and imprison innocent people. To those who can hear
me, I say, do not despair. The misery that is now upon us is but
the passing of greed, the bitterness of men who fear the way of
human progress. The hate of men will pass, and dictators die,
and the power they took from the people will return to the
people. And so long as men die, liberty will never perish.
Soldiers! Don't give yourselves to brutes, men who despise you,
enslave you; who regiment your lives, tell you what to do, what
to think and what to feel! Who drill you, diet you, treat you
like cattle, use you as cannon fodder. Don't give yourselves to
these unnatural men - machine men with machine minds and machine
hearts! You are not machines, you are not cattle, you are men!
You have the love of humanity in your hearts! You don't hate!
Only the unloved hate; the unloved and the unnatural. Soldiers!
Don't fight for slavery! Fight for liberty! In the seventeenth
chapter of St. Luke, it is written that the kingdom of God is
within man, not one man nor a group of men, but in all men! In
you! You, the people, have the power, the power to create
machines, the power to create happiness! You, the people, have
the power to make this life free and beautiful, to make this
life a wonderful adventure. Then in the name of democracy, let
us use that power. Let us all unite. Let us fight for a new
world, a decent world that will give men a chance to work, that
will give youth a future and old age a security. By the promise
of these things, brutes have risen to power. But they lie! They
do not fulfill that promise. They never will! Dictators free
themselves but they enslave the people. Now let us fight to
fulfill that promise. Let us fight to free the world! To do away
with national barriers! To do away with greed, with hate and
intolerance! Let us fight for a world of reason, a world where
science and progress will lead to all men's happiness. Soldiers,
in the name of democracy, let us all unite!
Don't set the sun or let hearts grow dim. Return back to the
hill that you left, with the city in your hands and if nothings
left, well, the forest marches on. Forget not who you are.
Children of the sun. My point is,
salt is on the ground,
the cast are on their way,
and the audience is set.
Now that we have painted faith, shout, 'Victory is ours!'
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