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 Squawk, seven-five 
Zero zero mane 
World in a barrel dripping some blood. 
Three dead riders 
Grippin' the reigns of saturn 
In da last plastic cup. 
Couldn't make me into a hero 
Couldn't turn me into a coward 
Whatever history that you wrote. 
Blew away in the wind on your way down from your ivory tower 
Your words lost their power 
You can aim down fire 
We'll be down here living how we want. 
Never coming back, never coming back 
Run into a smack with a hand to deliver 
Never coming back, never coming back 
Run into a smack with a hand to deliver. 
You always see right through me 
When I am lost and out of place 
You always watch me stumble down 
While you wait for me to drown. 
Of all the ways I've given in 
I can't believe it's not enough 
To satisfy my endless search for any form of love. 
So I will stay my course until you break my wrists 
Do everything you can to keep me silent 
You wanna start a war with all that I stand for. 
You always see right through my 
My masquerade 
I know there's nowhere to hide 
I'm cellophane. 
I feel like I'm gonna stay 
I feel like I'm gonna change 
I feel like I'm gonna stay. 
Never coming back, never coming back 
Run into a smack with a hand to deliver 
Never coming back, never coming back 
Run into a smack with a hand to deliver. 
You always see right through me 
When I am lost and out of place 
You always watch me stumble down 
While you wait for me to drown. 
You always see right through my 
My masquerade 
I know there's nowhere to hide 
I'm cellophane 
All of the handsome fiction 
Will melt away 
And when the flame burns brighter 
Evaporate. 
You always see right through my 
My masquerade 
I know there's nowhere to hide 
I'm cellophane. 
All of the fabrications 
Will melt away 
And when the flame burns hotter 
Evaporate. 
(Step back, let go, I believe there's meaning, no I believe there's nothing) [x2] 
Oh, you should have listened to your friends 
You would have been over this by now 
Over this by now, I'm found 
(Who drains the blood from my head? I do do 
Who accepts me as I am? I do I do) 
(Repeat repeat, our history) [x2] 
What excuses do you make? 
We own the night 
For one good note. 
Well don't it feel good? 
You get what you paid for 
Well don't it feel good? 
You get what you paid for. 
 
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