The Bled You Know Who's Seatbelt Lyrics:
The signal flares will light the way to the scene
of the accident, where we'll dance like a pile of
teeth in a broken mouth. Such a sick celebration.
Everyone loves a fucking tragedy in epic
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proportions. Let's set our hearts at
self-destruct. Like scarlet drips on a white tile
floor. A cardiac metronome. We'll scrape the
guardrail from our teeth and start again. There's
a flood in the infirmary where we'll swim through
broken glass. Our prosthetic limbs will keep us
afloat.
Lyrics: You Know Who's Seatbelt, The Bled [end]