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Yellow bird flying
Get shot in the wing
Good year for hunters and Christmas parties
And I hate, and I hate, and I hate
And I hate elevator music
The way we fight
The way I'm left here
Silent
Oh, these little earthquakes
Here we go again
These little earthquakes
Doesn't take much to rip us into pieces
We danced in graveyards with vampires 'till dawn
We laughed in the faces of kings
Never afraid to burn
And I hate, and I hate,
And I hate, and I hate
Disintegration watching us wither
Black winged roses that safely changed their color,
Oh, these little earthquakes
Here we go again
These little earthquakes
Doesn't take much to rip us into pieces
I can't reach you, I can't reach you
I can't reach you, I can't reach you,
Give me life, give me pain,
Give me myself again,
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