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SINGER: Burning Airlines
SONG:A Lexicon
Now the leeches are in love, and the serenade's begun maybe you're the lucky one, but you can't trust a simple song you're no fun are we speeding to outrun identification? stoop for the honor, this pen's poison defeated honorees trade self-made mythologies who are these vampires, these ugly beauties? we are we are steering by falling stars, swearing upon a lexicon of scars, but sweetest revenge never comes true why sing it again? try something new test for fatal deficits prove to you that you exist part-time assassin, who's next on this list? we are we are steering by falling stars, swearing upon a lexicon of scars, but sweetest revenge never comes true why sing it again? try something new if this is a curse, it christens you king midas in reverse without retinue, your mercenary faith begging for proof when sweetest revenge never comes true why sing it again? why sing it again?
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