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Twilight of all that we've become Last light before the morning sun All the stray alarms resound tonight Headlights are staring down the road Pitch black beyond the silver glow Our conversation's locked up tight And in the corner of my eye There's something trying to apply And in the campfire at a distance There's a figure in the pyre Off the record now, right? Wrap it up in tinfoil Off the record now, right? Wear it like you're paranoid Off the record now, right? Feeling like a Tesla coil Off the record now, right? Power up in three-four You keep telling me that maybe we should do something And I keep telling you it's already done If it was me behind the wheel Letras de cancionesThen I would steer into the sea And maybe put this fire out By the horizon comes the sun So self-important on and on As if the future's safe and sound From Letras Mania