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Pretty Girls Make Graves Elan Vital

Been meeting in the back room Been gathering in the parking lot Been talking in the break room Of what were are doing with what we've got Been meeting

What's to tell you when Norman comes naturally? Fleshy webbing Rots separate, yet so alive They found holes inside We've got holes inside Sights so awful

Hot blood red You?ve got a hold right through my chest Alarm Let me catch my breath Magnetic (there?s static in our skin) Magnetic I?ve waited for

Knock, knock you bring such a shudder Talk, talk and try not to stutter Chameleon changing its colour The world lost out to the number Composed of cold

Radar, radar, radar Searching for innocence Satisfied, satellite Where do I fit in? All mixed up with you In the right kind of wrong Radar, radar, radar

Sometime during the night The black sky turned to dawn And we covered our eyes Dizzy from being up all night You grabbed my hand We ran outside To the