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Thrice Illusion Of Safety

When deadbolts awake you from deja vu dreams At four in the morning you know where I'll be Out running red lights asleep at the wheel The sirens feed

Love everywhere, exploding, maims and blinds A living dance upon dead minds Love everywhere, exploding, maims and blinds A living dance upon dead minds

Can we Can we kill each other quickly? Quick enough so I won't feel it? A shot of strobe light anesthesia And I'll be fine As I begin to feel cold My

True friends stab you in the front Keep you from getting what you want One more fix could kill you Help you realize that You're more and less Than you

Entertain the hope that somehow you'll escape me Weld the bolts and close the iron gates Drink deeply, the illusion of your safety My, how wishful thoughts

Old friend they told me you were dead The news broadcast the funeral 500 channels focus in Your love was Ravaged drawn and quartered The soil was swift

I want to take the bullet The one aimed straight for your heart I want to meet the wolves halfway And let them tear me apart This is the way they do

: Can we can we kill each other quickly quick enough so i won't feel it a shot of strobe light anesthia we?ll all be fine as I?m beginning to feel

: When deadbolts awake you from deja vu dreams, at four in the morning you know where I?ll be. out running red lights asleep at the wheel. the sirens