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Now that we’re going to blow ourselves up to pieces
All that we love will die in vain and disappear in a grand show
Nothing will ever feel the same, but the speeches
Nothing will breathe or grow again when we get buried in the snow
And you’ll see the sky painted red, tainted by all the blood shed
And you’ll hear the wailing sirens, thinking this is how the world ends
When them cynical madmen, turn it into a nightmare
We’re historical dead ends

This is a music box it’s a gift from the old to the young
It’ll put you to sleep little one no matter how tough you are
It’s a genetic bomb, always with you from the womb to the tomb
And it gets to you the way it got to me
Somebody knows why you feel like a dog in a tree, eating your leash
It was designed to succeed where all the others have failed: keeping you busy
It’s a demonic laugh eating at you from the depths of this song
And it teases you like it did to me

When my time has come
I’ll be rusting in the sun
Of this floating junkyard
When the wind is gone
I will rest in the sand
Of this floating junkyard
With all of the empty vessels of those who never made it
This is your captain speaking: mates, abandon ship