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Your skin, so pale and forgiven Like all is fine, but it isn't It isn't x2 With our flaws, we feel lost, insufficient They say all is dying, but it isn't And all the money that you spent on probabilities Just bring you down to your knees I try to make you better, better Numbers and diagrams Room for the elephants Holy hysteria Love me America Robots and skeletons They wouldn't go black and blue But I would die for you, die for you And I would die for you Take down the sky I would Rockets would fly you to the moon But I would die for you I would From Letras Mania