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Symptoms of a Failing System

Our Last Night

It's a disease, this is a wrecking ball waiting in line
It's a disease, we're all waiting in line
Its life spent putting holes through the hearts of buildings

There was a man back there on his hands and knees
In a confident voice he said he was dying
He breaths in toxins as a breath of fresh air
He was wearing a brand new suit

Your glass body will self destruct in time
For everyone to see right through you
No one's home, no one's home leave a note that won't be answered
I should've know

It's a battle against the reflection
Your framework is crumbling to the ground
It's a battle against the reflection
Your fingerprints are ghosts among us

Your glass body will self destruct in time
For everyone to see right through you
For everyone, for everyone to see right through you
No one's home, no one's home leave a note that won't be answered
I should've known

Your glass body will self destruct
In time for everyone to see right through you
It's a battle against the reflection
Your framework is crumbling to the ground
It's a battle against the reflection
Your fingerprints are ghosts among us

There was a man back there on his hands and knees
In a confident voice he said he was dying
He breaths in toxins as a breath of fresh air
He was wearing a brand new suit

(i should've know 2x)
Without your own skin you're living inside out
You're living in a body with no lungs to breath for itself
So speak for yourself
You're living in a body with no lungs to breath for itself
So speak for yourself, breath for yourself

It's a disease, it's a disease
This is a wrecking ball waiting in line

Composição: Matt Wentworth





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