Celluloid soldiers, come in from the rain
Murder my smile, but please leave me my pain
All those good people, they don't even try
Stealing the truth while they pay for your lie

I'm about to lose the things I never saw
Before you wanted me to know the ups and downs
Away we go to get another hit, the it
The blood that she's about to spit

You go your way and I guess I'll go mine
We'll both arrive at the very same time

Please give me your tired
Give me your poor
Please lift up your lamp
Walk through this door

Kick down the doors that you don't understand
Please don't lose sight of this generous plan
Blinded by prisms, we wind up in court
I'm folding chairs while you sold yourself short

She's about to redefine the way
Reminded me to say the other way was right
She's in a place to pray for me
And now she gotta, gotta flash the funky lighter

You've got your way and it seems I've got mine
Both gonna die at the very same time

Marry me, mama
That's someone to carry me home
Stick with me, girlfriend
I don't wanna be here alone
Marry me, mama
That's someone to carry me home
Stick with me, girlfriend
I don't wanna be here alone

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