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Progessive thoughts in our cars
In our futures, unlimited space
Why not draw a tiny box?
It is our coffin, a skeletons reprieve
Attempting to regenerate a history we denigrate
These are things, all the things, all the things we do
With you, with you

We have been in the dark for too long
We don't see the broken part is our heart

All that we have learned, all that we are holding
Is all burned up, it's all burned
All that we have loved, all that we have broken
In other words, other words, we do

We have been in the dark for too long
We don't see the broken part is our heart

Your missing part, your missing heart
Dress me in the clothes of tomorrow
Dress me up, dress me up, dress me up

We have been in the dark for too long
We don't see the broken part is our heart

All the seeds that grow
Are the ones you sowed



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