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Just tell us when it's rolling I wanna see all the straight lines go crooked So I know they're real I wanna see you screw up So I know you're real I wanna see you bleed So I know you're there I wanna see you fall So I know you're here 'Cause everything is too slick Too bright The lines are too straight It's too right Nothing ever fails I need you to remind me of your mortality I need you to remind me of my mortality I want to see the colors fade Letras de canciones I want to see the shine fall away I want to see a mistake I want to see a mistake I want to see some great fall toward catastrophe 'Cause it's all too straight It's too right It's too straight It's too slick It's too right I want to see the cracks I want to see the fault lines I'm tired of hearing the word casualty They should just say Death I'm tired of hearing the word virus They should just say Plague 'Cause the lies are too smooth too easy Too smooth too easy They don't use the word failure enough 'Cause everything is not alright Everything is not alright and I'm tired of being strung along 'Cause on my worst day I almost believe it In my weaker moments I believe it I want to believe so bad So bad The dark ages are here Right now Right here right now Look The waters glowing Zero oxygen content Nothing can live in it The fish couldn't evolve fast enough so they died And you can't evolve fast enough so you'll die too You'll die too And you'll be dead But to someone else you'll just be a casualty It never gets real It never gets real enough It never gets real enough to make you see that it's huge and it's everywhere Even when it's killing you Even when it's cutting your limbs off one by one There is always the sixty second buffer zone The Technicolor buffer zone The credit limit And it never gets real I want to hear the man on the television say that it's not alright I want to hear the man admit to failure I want to hear the word death On television 'Cause it never gets real enough as the gun is being pressed to your head Its steel not real enough 'Cause I'm tired of the denial I'm tired of the denial Mine and yours I want to hear the man in the suit say it's all wrong I want to hear a man with millions of dollars say he hurts people I want to hear the government say We kill We kill 'Cause the lines are too straight The colors are too bright I want to see a crack in the great wall I want to see the light coming in through the holes I want to see the rust I want to see you fall over I want to see the mortality come to the forefront I want to see the lines in your face Because the lines are too smooth Too straight The colors are too bright I want to see what you would do if you were pushed I mean really pushed I mean really pushed I want to see what you would do If it was just down To you Or me From Letras Mania