This is gospel for the fallen ones
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locked away in permanent slumber
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Assembling their philosophy
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from pieces of broken memories
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Oh oh oh oh oh oh
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This is the beat of my heart
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Gnashing teeth and criminal tongues
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conspire against the odds
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but they haven't seen the best of us yet
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If love me, let me go
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If love me, let me go
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Cause these words are nice enough to leave scars
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for fear of falling apart
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And truth be told I never was yours
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for fear for fear of falling apart
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Oh oh oh oh oh
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This is the beat of my heart
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This is gospel for the vagabonds,
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ne're-do-wells and insufferable bastards
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Confessing their prophecies
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led away by imperfect impostors
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Oh oh oh oh oh oh
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This is the beat of my heart
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Don't try and sleep through the end of the world
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and bury me alive
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'cause I won't give up without a fight
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If love me, let me go
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If love me, let me go
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Cause these words are nice enough to leave scars
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for fear of falling apart
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And truth be told I never was yours
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for fear for fear of falling apart
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Oh oh oh oh oh
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This is the beat of my heart
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This Is Gospel
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| Panic! At The Disco |
