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Body parts and torn thoughts held tight
by the snapped strings of a life an individuals course
Dreaming with the demons that take naps in my mind
Like a suicide ride, but the scenery blinds
Watch us evolve straight into a brick wall
Brains collide like tough guys
you can see it how we walk
Lean, push off
Lean, push off
Lean, push off
A million kings in New York

Pretend I'm Human

Witness riffs and useless gifts
twist to console and council those who can't follow
Excused for their civilness
Egoist too proud to know which floor to kiss
Known to prey on minds stake out crimes
based on lines that confine
Some are blind, some rewind
when you hear the that's about to hit you
You tell yourself half of the picture

Pretend I'm Human

Search for the definition in a suicide nation
Shock is obsolete like a killer with compassion
Rubber souls to feet bounce on city streets
It's electric justified narrow mind protected
Botched ideas, violent years, vacant tears
Most severe is the day when my hero dies
Look between my eyes for my vision
Hotter than the life I've been living

Pretend I'm Human
Body parts and torn thoughts held tight   by the snapped strings of a life an individuals course   Dreaming with the demons that take naps in my mind   Like a suicide ride, but the scenery blinds   Watch us evolve straight into a brick wall   Brains collide like tough guys   you can see it how we walk   Lean, push off   Lean, push off   Lean, push off   A million kings in New York      Pretend I'm Human      Witness riffs and useless gifts   twist to console and council those who can't follow   Excused for their civilness   Egoist too proud to know which floor to kiss   Known to prey on minds stake out crimes   based on lines that confine   Some are blind, some rewind   when you hear the that's about to hit you   You tell yourself half of the picture      Pretend I'm Human      Search for the definition in a suicide nation   Shock is obsolete like a killer with compassion   Rubber souls to feet bounce on city streets   It's electric justified narrow mind protected   Botched ideas, violent years, vacant tears   Most severe is the day when my hero dies   Look between my eyes for my vision   Hotter than the life I've been living      Pretend I'm Human
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