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There's truth in the closet And life in the sky There's angels among us Keep that between you and I Drop down, no sound Altercation, no cops around Five years Lost translation, we're heaven bound And there will be Ten thousand halos floating Over our heads The glare is killing me Insult them with knock-knocks and comics Until they're all dead These cubicals can bleed I don't have to remember Empty sidewalks, and crowded homes. Liars choking on broken bones Chaos, silence We can not hear our retribution It's getting hard to see We won't take no for an answer From Letras Mania