.[Verse 1]
I said to you on the night that we met, "I am not well"
Our habits secrete to the sidewalk and street, our civic hell
And we covet the dark, share a cab to the park
And you'll let me speak of bearings undone, silver hair in the sun
We are only 30% dead and our pare.
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