It wasn't a bad film, but it wasn't a good one, either
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EVERYONE IS HAPPY Defy your solitude The ghost of you is moving through Climb Ladders of your thorns to reach your rose Is what I chose I suppose Your sorrow was empty but i see is still heavy Kneeling and praying are the same youre just begging and thats a sin Tell me again how you needed a friend again I dont think of you OUR PLAGUE Water colored fingers Paint my picture Interlocking tightly Candles flicker Trembling hands of mercy They will not sing for me Promise I could make it on my own Throwing flowers at her My worst behavior Change my tired patterns If you could change yours as well Promise I can make it alone TIRED OF TOMORROW Leaving from LA turned into a graveyard today So the train moves East Where the mouths of Heaven devour me Stranded in today Clawing from the outside And Im tired of tomorrow on the inside Draped in rusty chains the faintest of skin Well still pretend Well take the war to bed The children will come children will go Sifting through decay Rejoice if we are allied But our everything Is empty on the inside The Heavenly Blue Flu Responsibility I never tried Probability But well disguised Never learned about the darkness We had to find it on our own I want to go unnoticed, untouched, unknown Left alone What some call love Is only dust to me What some call love Never meant that much to me You laughed at what I said My truth will die United with the dead RIP Buried you'll never find Never learned about the darkness We had to find it on our own I want to go unnoticed, untouched, unknown Left Alone What some call love Is only dust to me What some call love Never meant that much to me Only walking on bridges built to fall Running in circles like rats stuck in the wall What some call love Is only dust to me What some call love Never meant that much to me Tic Tac Toe Will you wait for me
