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[Verse 1]
So make of this what you will
So many little shots in the dark
The same records, the same shoes
And a smile that almost broke your heart
Yeah, I'm all for local history
Three things I'll remember:
Her pasta was shit, she left with a CD still playing

Blinded by science, I`m on the run
Blinded by science, where do I belong?
What`s in the future, has it just begun
Blinded by science, I`m on the run

I worry about the world that we live in
I`m worried by all the confusion
I wonder about the lies I`ve been reading

Pulling down the blinds, blocks what's left of the stars
So I'm tripping over bottles, tracing footsteps in the dark
Tomorrow would be a good day for broken glass
There are men in this room, who would pay for this
Missed calls to say I missed the morning's mist

You can't talk about it, you can't talk about it
Keeping (we) secrets (we) playing (can't talk about it) witches

You look worse in the afternoon
When the light fades into your skin
You spend too much time indoors shouting "Fake!" at the walls
I thought, I thought that wars were fought for this
I guess, I guess, I guess we lost
At least we know where we stand

So you raise your middle finger to the garage rock

We walked out like lions shot our prey and move noisily toward the gate
Our prey had widened my eyes
Are you hungry now?
Are you hungry now?
We liked to watch the fights break out an ending creep from these cheap plastic seats
And hold each other a little closer

We've got a place for the night