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On our picture shelves
Statues mocking me
Tell me how am I supposed to feel?
How am I not put at ease?
(Get on or get out)
Talk yourself to sleep
Fall into it deep
I will wash off mine with rolling waves of worry
(Get on or get out)
Hey hey it doesn't have to feel so wrong
Bethany you're riding this one to its grave
You never understood the difference
Between someone's beating and refusal to trade
Bless these tangled veins
None of which will grow the same
Now am I supposed to fake it?
Now are you so poised, at ease?
(Get on or get out)
Talk yourself to sleep
Fall into it deep
I will wash off mine despite no worry
(Get on or get out)
Hey hey it doesn't have to feel so wrong
Bethany you're riding this one to the gates
You never understood the difference
Between someone's beating and refusal to trade
Think long, think think long, think think
Can you feel it surround me?
I think it'll drown me
And I wonder how you could say that we really owe you anything
And I wonder how you could say that you really owe us anything
Think long, think think long, think think
And I wonder how you could say that we really owe you anything
And I wonder how you could say that you really owe us anything
Think long, think think long, think think