Can you extirpate
This pain that I feel?
So take the wheel
And drive me far
Away from this
City of Lonely Hearts
What's that bad joke
Called existence?
"What meaning has everything
If everything means nothing at last?"
You said
Then I try to chase your shade
As the lanterns explode
This sunset will be permanent
Beside you
We'll see you soon
Begin for traces of love
Selling your soul for a caressing hand
To warm you in the night
It's not your fault
Growing up without knowing
How to feel
Then you fall inside my void
A crow has taken my eyes
I see more clearer now
That nothing really exists at last
Burn your secret room
Burn your secret
Room
Wires in our necks, so tight
Like a replica of an old heritage
Crucifixes hanging on the people's fears
People's fears
Sell your message to the masses
Spread it like you really believe in it
Then you turn into a false martyr
To become a psych Vampire
And suck their blood
And suck their will
Till the last drop
Till the last drop
Then you fall inside my void
A crow has taken my eyes
I see more clearer now
That nothing really exists at last
Burn your secret room
Burn your secret
Room
Hang Wire - Permanent/Replica Lyrics
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Can you extirpate
This pain that I feel?
So take the wheel
And drive me far
Away from this
City of Lonely Hearts
What's that bad joke
Called existence?
"What meaning has everything
If everything means nothing at last?"
You said
Then I try to chase your shade
As the lanterns explode
This sunset will be permanent
Beside you
We'll see you soon
Begin for traces of love
Selling your soul for a caressing hand
To warm you in the night
It's not your fault
Growing up without knowing
How to feel
Then you fall inside my void
A crow has taken my eyes
I see more clearer now
That nothing really exists at last
Burn your secret room
Burn your secret
Room
Wires in our necks, so tight
Like a replica of an old heritage
Crucifixes hanging on the people's fears
People's fears
Sell your message to the masses
Spread it like you really believe in it
Then you turn into a false martyr
To become a psych Vampire
And suck their blood
And suck their will
Till the last drop
Till the last drop
Then you fall inside my void
A crow has taken my eyes
I see more clearer now
That nothing really exists at last
Burn your secret room
Burn your secret
Room
This pain that I feel?
So take the wheel
And drive me far
Away from this
City of Lonely Hearts
What's that bad joke
Called existence?
"What meaning has everything
If everything means nothing at last?"
You said
Then I try to chase your shade
As the lanterns explode
This sunset will be permanent
Beside you
We'll see you soon
Begin for traces of love
Selling your soul for a caressing hand
To warm you in the night
It's not your fault
Growing up without knowing
How to feel
Then you fall inside my void
A crow has taken my eyes
I see more clearer now
That nothing really exists at last
Burn your secret room
Burn your secret
Room
Wires in our necks, so tight
Like a replica of an old heritage
Crucifixes hanging on the people's fears
People's fears
Sell your message to the masses
Spread it like you really believe in it
Then you turn into a false martyr
To become a psych Vampire
And suck their blood
And suck their will
Till the last drop
Till the last drop
Then you fall inside my void
A crow has taken my eyes
I see more clearer now
That nothing really exists at last
Burn your secret room
Burn your secret
Room
Writer: Diego Fernández de Souza
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC