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I could break free from the<br>wood of a coffin<br>if I need<br>But nothin´s hard as<br>Gettin´ free from places<br>I´ve already been<br><br>I´ve been waste-deep<br>in the burnin´ meadows<br>of my mind<br>In the engine<br>In cold December<br>shootin´ fire from the hose<br><br>Now turn off your lights<br>´cause I´m not comin´ home<br>´til I´m delivered for the first time<br><br>I was first-born to a parade<br>that follows in rows<br>down a narrow cold black river<br>faceless shadows<br>movin´ slow<br><br>I would move swift when<br>the sounds of a trumpet would blow<br>I´ve been the puppet<br>I´ve been the strings<br>I know the vacant face it brings<br><br>Now the bells of curfew<br>They may ring before I´m through<br>But soon<br>I´ll be delivered for the first time<br><br>You might keep clean<br>in the back of an angel motorcade<br>It doesn´t matter who walks in<br>you know, the joke is still the same<br>You´ll just wake up<br>like a disposable lover<br>decomposed<br>I´ve been gone<br>I´ve been remembered<br>I´ve been alive<br>I´ve been a ghost<br><br>So now, if downtown explodes<br>I´ll still be on this road<br>´til I´m delivered for the first time<br><br>I have drawn blood<br>from the neckline<br>when vampires were in fashion<br>You know I´d even learn<br>to cut my throat<br>If I thought I could fit in<br><br>´Cause I, I once heard<br>that you gotta learn<br>how to blend in to this mess<br>Where nothin´s hard<br>nothin´s precious<br>and nothin´s smooth or flawless<br><br>Now, no more amused<br>just screaming to be delivered<br>for the first time<br><br>Now I´m 10 miles in the deep<br>and mighty blue sea<br>Looking back, towards a long white beach<br>burnin´ up into yellow flames<br><br>And I just wave back<br>like a little boy up on a pony<br>in a show<br>´cause I can´t fix<br>something this complex<br>any more than I can build a rose<br><br>So just keep on letting go<br>´cause I must be close<br>to being delivered for the first time<br><br>Now I´d rather bleed out<br>a long stream from being lonely<br>and feel blessed<br>Well than drown, laying face down<br>in a puddle of respect<br>I was once lost<br>in the corridors of the arena<br>in blindfolds<br>I´ve been the bull<br>I´ve been the whip<br>I just pulled down the matador<br><br>So now, turn on your lights<br>´cause I´m comin´ home<br>I´ve been delivered for the first time
New song lyrics
I could break free from the<br>wood of a coffin<br>if I need<br>But nothin´s hard as<br>Gettin´ free from places<br>I´ve already been<br><br>I´ve been waste-deep<br>in the burnin´ meadows<br>of my mind<br>In the engine<br>In cold December<br>shootin´ fire from the hose<br><br>Now turn off your lights<br>´cause I´m not comin´ home<br>´til I´m delivered for the first time<br><br>I was first-born to a parade<br>that follows in rows<br>down a narrow cold black river<br>faceless shadows<br>movin´ slow<br><br>I would move swift when<br>the sounds of a trumpet would blow<br>I´ve been the puppet<br>I´ve been the strings<br>I know the vacant face it brings<br><br>Now the bells of curfew<br>They may ring before I´m through<br>But soon<br>I´ll be delivered for the first time<br><br>You might keep clean<br>in the back of an angel motorcade<br>It doesn´t matter who walks in<br>you know, the joke is still the same<br>You´ll just wake up<br>like a disposable lover<br>decomposed<br>I´ve been gone<br>I´ve been remembered<br>I´ve been alive<br>I´ve been a ghost<br><br>So now, if downtown explodes<br>I´ll still be on this road<br>´til I´m delivered for the first time<br><br>I have drawn blood<br>from the neckline<br>when vampires were in fashion<br>You know I´d even learn<br>to cut my throat<br>If I thought I could fit in<br><br>´Cause I, I once heard<br>that you gotta learn<br>how to blend in to this mess<br>Where nothin´s hard<br>nothin´s precious<br>and nothin´s smooth or flawless<br><br>Now, no more amused<br>just screaming to be delivered<br>for the first time<br><br>Now I´m 10 miles in the deep<br>and mighty blue sea<br>Looking back, towards a long white beach<br>burnin´ up into yellow flames<br><br>And I just wave back<br>like a little boy up on a pony<br>in a show<br>´cause I can´t fix<br>something this complex<br>any more than I can build a rose<br><br>So just keep on letting go<br>´cause I must be close<br>to being delivered for the first time<br><br>Now I´d rather bleed out<br>a long stream from being lonely<br>and feel blessed<br>Well than drown, laying face down<br>in a puddle of respect<br>I was once lost<br>in the corridors of the arena<br>in blindfolds<br>I´ve been the bull<br>I´ve been the whip<br>I just pulled down the matador<br><br>So now, turn on your lights<br>´cause I´m comin´ home<br>I´ve been delivered for the first time
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