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Fake Your Death (And I'll Fake Mine) - Whitehorse.lrc

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[00:01.134]Pins and needles when you wake
[00:06.628]All our memories became a collection of mistakes
[00:15.062]And if you’re falling for the same
[00:20.586]You’ve got time to make a case; you’ve got enemies to blame
[00:27.590]This pilgrimage, this archeology
[00:34.768]A poppy field, a stencil line between your heart and mine
[00:43.144]Oh fake your death and I’ll fake mine
[01:04.780]Now all the traffic lights obey
[01:10.321]As they usher us from town to some suburban underground
[01:18.485]But we are flying as birds
[01:23.852]We are question marks that hang above the endless unexplained
[01:30.722]This paragraph, this mythology
[01:38.108]A cigarette and gasoline into the early breeze
[01:46.695]Oh fake your death and I’ll fake mine
[02:35.860]I’m the villain in this piece
[02:41.008]And back when I was a thief, I broke hearts like they were teeth
[02:49.561]Page of funnies in the back
[02:54.738]All the punchlines smudged to black just insinuating that
[03:01.512]We had a laugh, but oh the credits roll
[03:09.262]Pins and needles they defray that life will takes its toll
[03:18.203]Oh life will take its toll
[03:38.440]Oh fake your death and I’ll fake mine
[03:44.926]Oh fake your death and I’ll fake mine
text lyrics
Pins and needles when you wake
All our memories became a collection of mistakes
And if you’re falling for the same
You’ve got time to make a case; you’ve got enemies to blame
This pilgrimage, this archeology
A poppy field, a stencil line between your heart and mine
Oh fake your death and I’ll fake mine
Now all the traffic lights obey
As they usher us from town to some suburban underground
But we are flying as birds
We are question marks that hang above the endless unexplained
This paragraph, this mythology
A cigarette and gasoline into the early breeze
Oh fake your death and I’ll fake mine
I’m the villain in this piece
And back when I was a thief, I broke hearts like they were teeth
Page of funnies in the back
All the punchlines smudged to black just insinuating that
We had a laugh, but oh the credits roll
Pins and needles they defray that life will takes its toll
Oh life will take its toll
Oh fake your death and I’ll fake mine
Oh fake your death and I’ll fake mine