i can't leave, head on back to the old routine
can't we agree to leave our hands where his eyes can see
hard it's so hard to make a case
for breaking rank, and saving face
may i, may i
desert this cursed company
who do they all think they are to be questioning
cut from the same deck of matchless faces in memory
the stars, the stars are leaving trails
a giant so jealous it bites its tail
claim and claim, it's my first mistake
but not the first time you made it
let me take off this uniform
it's cold and it's wet from the storm and i need to stand down
remember me, my heart was wrapped in cellophane
and all the names of these charities
i can't leave
head on back to the old routine
if you're like me you don't wait for the bell but the space between
it hurts it hurts, what i'm waiting for
does it take half an hour just to get to the door
is it me or is light coming through the eclipse
so peaceful like a migraine halo
let me take off this uniform
it's cold and it's wet from the storm and i need to stand down
remember me, the face that you can't separate
from all the whores who came before
let me take off this uniform
it's cold and it's wet from the storm and i need to stand down
remember me, my heart was wrapped in cellophane
and all the names of these charities

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