Finding out is not the same
As holding our your hand
For a stranger to take
I know your plan

Into the dark, I'm beginning to fear
That my body is not alive
These eyes are dry waiting for sleep
To take me by surprise

Send, send
Sending out my heart over pixilated screens
Over telegraph wires that no longer beep

We are the monsters with no hearts
Break down emotions into little parts
We are the monsters with no hearts
Break down emotions into little parts

Through my heart and through your head
You shot me down, I shot you dead
Through my heart and through your head
You shot me down, I shot you dead

We are the monsters with no hearts
Break down emotions into little parts
We are the monsters with no hearts
Break down emotions into little parts


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