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Every Time I Die
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Champing At The Bit
Lyricist:Jordan Taylor Buckley, Keith Michael Buckley, Michael Novack, Andrew John Williams
We drew a crowd The crowd drew blood Fawning swindlers There's a shark in the stream where the newborns are baptized There's a shark in the stream where the newborns are baptized
Who let the flatterer into the gallery on our sweet sixteen? Take him away, get him against the wall for the witness This is doom in a borrowed suit It's a pick up line at a funeral Cannibals along side the catwalk
But it's okay, we've got old blood And our veins are rooted to the hornets nest again
New love is tasteless We're wearing down We're wearing down This is the year of the party crashers
What is charm? Where are the heroics? What is harm to the perfumed wrists of the stoics?
Designer imposters find us twitching in the claws of the snake A fin is circling around the floor It appears we've lost our way Now the tide is swelling and we've fallen asleep on the shore
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Someone's yelling fire Someone yelling fire Someone yelling fire in the theater Oh, dear God, everybody stay calm
Tell your husband that his scream invited it in The horsemen are crashing through the gates Crashing through the gates
We had better learn to play dead Our hands are reeking of rapture It's dripping from our chin, the tragedy of infant hearts
But it's okay We've got old blood And our hair is woven to the same hotel again
New love is tasteless We're wearing down We're wearing down This is the year of the party crashers
It's you and me For the first time in history, we're history 'Cause it's you and me For the first time in history, we're history 'Cause it's you and me For the first time in history, we're history
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