With a flare for the latest fashions
We're a mess when the words come close
From the the top to the bottom levels
There's an answer that placates and moves us the most
Just hurry up and wait
For the smell of an impact
This won't heal until the marks
Burn clear
One more empire emptied of its loose ends
This new market sucks on sounds of progress
(this words's painted up in terms of interest
Fear means watching fires from the minarets
One more empire emptied of its loose ends)
This burden's still hanging next to me
Make your move
With a fire for a fit of passion
We're a mess when the words come down
From the top to the lower levels
There's a comforting lull in these crashing sounds
Just hurry up and wait
For the smell of an impact
This won't heal until the marks
Burn clear
One more empire emptied of its loose ends
This new market sucks on sounds of progress
(this words's painted up in terms of interest
Fear means watching fires from the minarets
One more empire emptied of its loose ends)
This burden's still hanging next to me
Make your move
From the top
One more empire emptied
We're so cunning we're so criminal
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