You¡¯ve been keeping your distance
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Infected as I am
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I¡¯ll come wounded and careless
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Crawling back to you
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Crumbling down under spotlights
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For I am weak like you
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Scent of placenta
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We¡¯re heading back to the source
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The houselights fade out
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A perfect warm death
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The worms have crawled in
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And made us who we are
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Radio out
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Dancing to a silent tune
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Stand up and shout
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For all we are is innocent
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Turn the lights out
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This could be the final hour
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And we¡¯re on time
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I see hundreds of faces
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Staring back at me
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An armory of human shields
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To protect me from the truth
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The truth as I never told it
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For I¡¯m a liar like you
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Nothing quite like a transplant
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To erase the past
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Tie your blindfold
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This could be the final hour
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And we all count.
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My Protector
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| Hell Is For Heroes |
