I've got a plan
You think it's possible
To lead this band
Doing the same, the same routine
Doing the same, the same routine again
Can you make it work?
Can you rip my fucking hearts out?
Shovel me in the dirt
We've got nothing wrong
The only think we've done wrong is love you
You have to be the most beautiful
And we, we have to seem the most beautiful
Thing you've seen all day
We won't get in your way
I've got a plan
You think it's possible to hold my hand
Strangle me to death
With the other one, that's if you can
Can you make it work?
Can you rip my fucking lungs out?
Rub me in the dirt
When universe is in your hands
Now crush it while I stand
You, you have to be the most beautiful
And we, we have to seem the most beautiful
Thing you've seen all day
We won't get in your way
God is love and love is dumb
And I am dumb, so I am God
God is love and love is dumb
And I am dumb, so I am God
God is love and love is dumb
And I am dumb, so I am God
God is love and love is dumb
And I am dumb, so I am God
God is love and love is dumb
And I am dumb, so I am
You, you have to be the most beautiful
And we, we have to seem the most beautiful
Thing you've seen all day
Just don't get in our way
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