Alone at last, Together in a photograph
Our eyes are always open
Devoted to Perfection through Silence
What Am I Supposed to Do, Should I Sit Wait For You
Listen to Me Screaming More
This story is old, Only to those who have no mold
The truth can be bought or sold, But What are we buying
Nothing but Silence
What Am I Supposed to Do, Should I Sit Wait For You
Listen to Me Screaming More
Tell Me Now Just What Am I Supposed to Do, Should I Sit Wait For You
Listen to Me Screaming More
Fold the Corners Break the Silence. Fold the Corners Just For Tonight
Fold the Corners Break the Silence. Fold the Corners Just For Tonight
Fold the Corners Break the Silence. When Weakened When Will You Rise
What Am I Supposed to Do, Should I Sit Wait For You
Listen to Me Screaming More
Tell Me Now Just What Am I Supposed to Do, Should I Sit Wait For You
Listen to Me Screaming More.
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