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Bright Eyes
Speaker of the night, when your sword drips red
Bright Eyes couldn’t take you and all your disgrace, Bright Eyes.
The honor will arise as the vail slips down
We ride on this wave ‘til we’re digging our grave
You alive to expel is our now living hell
Bright Eyes, What are you waiting for?
You’re running us out the door
Running us out the door
What are you waiting for?
When you gonna take me home?
Here we go unto the same routine
The cycle follows the wave ‘til we’re diggin’ a grave
of lies, Lies , Lies
Speaker of the Bright,
the sun arises to give us a way to accept you,
and all your regrets
Your exchange couldn’t bring you away from it all
Bright Eyes couldn’t share you in all that despair
(‘Til we’re digging our…)
You alive to expel, We’re alive to excel…(Excel!)
Bright Eyes Just what are you waiting for?
You’re running us out the door
You’re running us out the door. Running goes out the door
What are you waiting for? Running goes out.
What are you waiting for?
When you gonna take me home?
Here we go unto the same routine
The cycle follows the wave ’til we’re diggin’ a grave
of lies, Lies, Lies
Do you see the pain cycling the same routine again?
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