Lyrics
Here's me thinking that this might have been an all time low
But you're right to point out that I've always been a dumb ass
It's the sort of situation where the first one told was the last to know
But at some point we're all gonna learn
Me and you gotta do it the hard way
There's always
Another dagger hidden in the sleeve
Another bullet in the magazine
A way to get yourself set
Up to roll back
Down that same long track
Set up to explode
Like a train full of gasoline
Bonded by an emptiness
Shared sense of dull dead endedness
Our hands will find a knife to twist again
It's the way reward relates to risk
Or maybe it's just restlessness
But whatever the beginning is
The ending feels the same
It's always
Another dagger hidden in the sleeve
Another bullet in the magazine
A way to get yourself set
Up to roll back
Down that same long track
Set up to explode
Like a train full of gasoline
It's always
Another dagger hidden in the sleeve
Another bullet in the magazine
A way to get yourself set
Up to roll back
Down that same long track
Set up to explode
Like a train full of gasoline
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