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In The Corner, Quietly Dying Music Lyrics
Adair
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Bodies littering the streets
Hear the sadness filter through the trees
Makes its way into our lungs and in our dreams
You can bottle up our voice
Sealed and labeled with a made up choice
Sell it on an on until we bleed
Feed the fire
Until there's nothing left to burn
Except ourselves
Except ourselves
Nothing left to burn
Except ourselves
Except ourselves
Nothing left to burn
Buildings rise
Emptying our eyes
Take a number get in line
In this prison we've designed
I see the man
Dying in the spotlight
Carving out his heart
Blood on his guitar
Feed the fire
Until there's nothing left to burn
Except ourselves
We bury ourselves
Under so much formality
Now we dance around each other
Careful not to breathe
We're hiding in the air
In between the rain
Falling with the leaves
Dying where we lay
We are the ghosts of who were
Passing through these walls
Haunting our own hearts
Dead to one and all
We're hiding in the air
In between the rain
Falling with the leaves
Dying where we lay
We are the ghosts of who we were
Passing through these walls
Haunting our own hearts
Dead to one and all
We're hiding in the air
In between the rain
Falling with the leaves
Dying where we lay
We are the ghosts of who we were
Passing through these walls
Haunting our own hearts
Dead to one and all
We're hiding in the air
In between the rain
Falling with the leaves
Dying where we lay
The ghosts of who we were
Passing through these walls
Haunting our own hearts
We are the ghosts of who we were
Adair - In The Corner, Quietly Dying Music Lyrics
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