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Cold Blooded Costumes

from Retire Your Engines by The Separation

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Never tell me that you hate yourself.
Can't you see your 'faults' make you perfect for me?
But life's not always about money, money, money.
Shot down, the all-clear.
We can always start again.
Well can we build a happy home?
Whoa, what are you saying?
We're in the all clear.
Shot down.
All clear.
Money, money, money.
The teen tornado has left a wreck of us.
Everything, all of history starts in 2001.
I waltzed down the street like Gene Kelly in the rain.
Oh Joanna.
Is it wrong to need more than just love?
The selfish cut up cartoon teens.
Phantom limbs and make believe kids.
Money, money, money.
Whoa, what are we thinking?
Everything, three, alley, drinking and black.
Phantom limb hack away.
This hollow couple will always be my fallen tree.
This hollow couple will always be mine.
You'd steal if your children were hungry.
Testing, radio, testing.
Everything, fear, panic and confusion in the realm of the senses.
So you should can all that 'higher purpose' pep talk.

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from Retire Your Engines, released May 1, 2008

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