angels fall to the floor
like theY would if i were captain
''silver children'' she roared
''im not the son of god''
somebody help me sing
can anybody hear me
liars and lovers combine tonight
were gonna make a scene
somebody help me sing
wooaah
somebody help me sing
wooaah
help me be captain of
our crippeld disgueses
i wont show whats underneath
its time for suprises
i cant climb up your ladder
i cannot ride your horse
ive swallowed half an hour glass
so now the landscape is slowin up
i have birth to a fire
its like its features are burning
im in control
i am the son of god
somebody help me sing
can anybody hear me
line up your soliders one final time
we're gonna have a ball!
somebody help me sing
wooaah
somebody help me sing
wooaah
help me be captain of
our crippeld disgueses
i wont show whats underneath
its time for suprises
i cant climb up your ladder
i cannot ride your horse
ive swallowed half an hour glass
so now the landscape is slowin up
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