Let's Dance All Night to the Sounds of Firefighting

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Melatonin Owls

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Decay don't dare, don't fight it, it's a
Wrestle against my smouldering love
Where happiness is incoherence
I endlessly worship an idea of you

Silence reigns here tonight in all the voices
There will be no solace in getting answers
Where I try to try, to make me think twice
It was better when I used to ignore every sign

Ah, ah, ah, as much as I could admit 
We've never been here and nothing will change
I'm a little too stubborn and a little too stupid
To confess how I feel about our dawning surroundings gone up in smoke

This was never up to me from the get go
For the way I feel at every avenue 
Of smiles that hint at a chance of anything
But this will never make sense to you anyways

Let's sin, in immolation
A limb for a limb to make a pedestal
And I will be here waiting for
Waiting for you at the end where ankles melt and meld as one

Skins touch, the fire flighting
The march of our skins
The redness on our cheeks
And I refuse to make amends, we wait here still
Until we're pale
Until we're pale
Until we're dead

You can tell me I'm above average
But that's what everyone that left said too
"I'm pretty sure someone's around the corner"
Just like how there's so many fish in the sea

There's so many fish in the sea
I've got a lousy arm and a tug on my heart strings
Why can't I catch anything more 
Than a fleeting feeling drowning in the ocean

Why don't you lead with directions for once
These circumstances become a bad joke
I'm turning up vengeful and irrational
On a one-sided mind pollution I'd refuse to clean

I wasted all this time rambling about fishing
In hopes we run out of air underwater 
Where I can suffocate the truth out of you
So you can be honest to me for once

Let's sin, in immolation
A limb for a limb to make a pedestal
And I will be here waiting for
Waiting for you at the end where ankles melt and meld as one

Skins touch, the fire flighting
The march of our skins
The redness on our cheeks
And I refuse to make amends, we wait here still
Until we're pale
Until we're pale
Until we're dead

No one notices the loneliness until there is love to compare
Suddenly the silence seems so real
And the space turn to crushing walls of steel
The vices, both crushing and tempting to the human mind

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