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    And i can't get the taste of steel out of my mouth
    Off of my tongue
    It's glued to my lips
    My sense dull so take them run
    But leave my eyes, I'll use them yet
    With 20/20 I'll strike you numb
    So partisans
    Can you hear me?
    I lost my voice
    So i'll write it down
    As the ink dries it wipes away
    Lets take a headcount, we lost another one
    And i can't get the taste of steel out of my mouth
    Off of my tongue
    It's glued to my lips
    My senses dull so take them run
    But leave my eyes, I'll use them yet
    With 20/20 I'll strike you numb
    So how do you load this thing again?
    This is the worlds
    Smallest violin
    It plays my heart
    Bleeds for you
    My teeth chatter
    With pulse like collision
    I wish that i was analog
    Lets take a headcount
    We lost another one
    Hold this strong
    Don't look past the sediment
    So take this chalk and make all your outlines thick
    Tape the scene and my iron lung's turning off
    I read these lines like lips
    A dialogue in a room
    And my hopes they sink like anchors
    And the chains hold strong
    Sediment stirs up
    As if it were the slightest bit of hope
    (And oh yeah baby
    My hopes sink just like anchors alright)

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