Paroles Panopticonology de Empires To Ashes

Textes et Paroles de Panopticonology

Underneath flourescent lights like a sun-baked sky, they flicker off lenses of
Cameras watching, I just need an escape from the hand of safety
This gun in my hands and the light in my eyes, if we can't trust ourselves
Who's to blame? Oh God, I can feel the blood rushing out.

You made my heart this cold
In the panoramic skyline.
You see my legs and mark my arms
But never meet my eyes.

We can live forever in the back of photographs
Graphs of future heart attacks.
Did you hear we're growing old?
Can you even look at your face any more?

We're cutting losses and turning back.
I used to be so brilliant but
The brains I need to get out
I've smashed against the walls.

To break in the heat and the white light, what do you expect
What do you see, five months in this nighttime, I scour this room
The priest and his book the judge and his robes, divested of lies
I wait for the dawn.. I'll burn in the dawn

I can my heart this cold
It'll shatter all you wanted
I've seen things you'll never dream of
Heaven and on earth

Live forever in the background of photographs
Graphs of future heart attackers
Did you hear that we've grown old?
Your future scene, bought and sold.

We're cutting losses and turning back.
Nightmares laced with railroad tracks.
My mind is broken from the tax
Of staring through these walls.

A final exhale, my eyes have been locked to the sun
After a lifetime of watching
I thought the gallows would be so high
They were placed on the ground

The crowd's gaping wide
Please bask in my guilt, let me share in your hate
Of these life fucking sins
Of these God damning lies, just ink on the page

I, in a parting shot
Here's something to mark down
As this final floor drops
Please tell Marie I never loved her

Live forever in the background of photographs
Graphs of future heart attackers
Did you hear that we've grown old?
Your future scene, bought and sold.

We're cutting losses and turning back.
Nightmares laced with railroad tracks.
My mind is broken from the tax
Of staring through these walls.

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