What you hold dear starts to disappear
You can tell what you trust by the things that you feared

You can look for me baby but baby I'll be long gone

I warned you
You white washed tunes
Free from the wrath
As all men do

You can look for me baby but baby I'll be long

Everybody knows
Everybody knows
That I'm the fight that can only end in bones
You can say I show to go
Or that I only go to shows

You can give my regards to your house of cards
Your dead eye stars and your pharisee shards

You can look for me baby but baby I'll be long

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