What is this thing
That lives inside of me
Like a plastic gun
Full of empty threads
It keeps me in the dark
Have you got one too?
It pretends we are a part
Not just one, but two

Should we kill it off
Cut up fast and deep?
When it feels so wrong,
Ridiculous and cheap,
Try to find something concrete.
Have you got one too?
Try to pin it down
They will flitter out of view

But it comes tumbling down
Imploding on itself.
Yes, it comes crashing down
Every time I sleep.

Should we chase it off
Put a matchstick to the hate?
We could stage our own deaths
And walk away

I'll give you something new
I can believe
'Cause I work around the clock
And I'm always tired
Yes, I work 'round the clock
And I'm always tired.

Should we play along
With its little game?
Just believe this ruse,
We could stay this way.
But I work 'round the clock
And I'm always tired.

And I know it will
Let you down.
It's never gonna last.
'Cause it comes tumbling down
Imploding on itself
Oh yes, it comes crashing down
Every time I sleep.

It's comin' down!
It's gonna die!
It's gonna die!


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