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Every Time I Die
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Imitation Is The Sincerest Form Of Battery
Lyricist:Jordan Buckley, Keith Buckley, Michael Novak, Andy Williams
Don't try to resist You're coming with us Provisions are made Accommodations have met
Your words are encoded In the bleak genetics of the mob Praise apocrypha, omitted offense To relieve us of guilt but not of our sin
We've sacrificed discourse at the feet Of your clever turn of phrase Now you owe it to us We demand to be taken aback
To be shown the revival of hope For which your words are responsible
Oh, it's the end of the line I'm cornered by a precedent The sneering public eye
My job here is done My job here is done You're fucking welcome
Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Retract the accolade the candid acclaim Inspiration is cutting its loss Regurgitate headlines or a theory on modern art You've been fooled again, the red herrings a joke
I've tried so hard to tell you That I've tapped the well dry But there's no word
Stay wistful and young The affected are banking on oblivion In the drone of embittered hope And we're sold by the way they wrote it
Oh, it's the end of the line I'm cornered by a precedent The sneering public eye
My job here is done My job here is done
It is better to destroy Than to create what is meaningless So the picture will not be finished Get out of here
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