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At The Drive In - Mannequin Republic Lyrics

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  • Im just tired of counting bodies
  • Is this mausoleum tardy
  • Lets just paint you a pretty face
  • Flies dip tongues into tear ducts
  • In toothpicks fought unborn
  • Contusion is hungry
  • They still eat their young
  • Proto-culture null and void
  • All veins in highway laps
  • This breath collapsed again
  • This hex was delivered spent
  • Orchestra influenza
  • Drawn and quartered pets
  • It dwells and grows
  • This is the pocket-sized edition
  • Rapid sleep through benediction
  • Lets just paint you a pretty face
  • Museums mark their bodies down
  • And the tenants found
  • All the distance in their prefix
  • Contusion is hungry
  • They still eat their young
  • Proto-culture null and void
  • Fever bliss into central nervousness
  • I was bitten on the entrance
  • Theyd call it a wasteland
  • Auslander plates
  • You know its armor was human
  • Drove stakes into the main camps
  • Eyesockets sank into
  • The back of its head again
  • This frequency was jet lagged
  • Yes the wrinkles mate
  • Was the owners manual
  • Frequent flyers in denial
  • And all the while
  • Emergency is evident
  • Revenants were the statues
  • Radar learning of huddles masses
  • Sutured all the patience
  • Of this nursing home
  • Emitted from the pages
  • Of this burial ground
  • Labor concentrated
  • In this sheepless chapel
  • They call it a wasteland

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