Yellow bird flying gets shot in the wing Good year for hunters and christmas parties And I hate And I hate And I hate And I hate elevator music The way we fight The way I'm left here silent
Oh these little earthquakes Here we go again Oh these little earthquakes Doesn't take much to rip us into pieces
We danced in graveyards with vampires till dawn We laughed in the faces of kings never afraid to burn And I hate And I hate And I hate And I hate disintegration Watching us wither Black winged roses that safely changed their color
Oh these little earthquakes Here we go again Oh these little earthquakes Doesn't take much to rip us into pieces
I can't reach you I can't reach you
Give me life, give me pain Give me myself again
Oh these little earthquakes Here we go again Oh these little earthquakes Doesn't take much to rip us into pieces Doesn't take much to rip us into pieces
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