What a beautiful way to fake it
This sort of graceful defeat
We found a pattern out on the pavement
Sound the siren out through the streets
Advance in perfect nonchalance
Do it together with a rifle report
Don`t marvel at our confidence
It`s troubled, bottled, and above-all deformed
Tell me that you wanna stop the war
But baby you can`t dance if there`s no floor
Motion isn`t meaning
It`s just another drug
But it`s all we`ve got...
What a way to keep it together
A black box, a prescription for speed
We found a freeway that goes on forever
Drown the demon in the deep black sea
Shield your eyes
It keeps burning to the rhythm of the rifle repeating
Paralyzed
But I gotta keep movin` if I wanna keep breathing
Tell me that you wanna stop the war
But baby you can`t dance if there`s no floor
Motion isn`t meaning
It`s just another drug
But it`s all we`ve got...we`ve got nowhere to go
I`ll take the life on the easy ship
Way up on clouds for a moment
I`ll take the life on the easy ship
We are the gods!
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