It's everything you thought they'd like
Just a wake of strangled stars and stripes
You're a paper head on a backbone of fire
Always asleep, but never tired
Such a social heart
You can wrap it up
Takes too much to hide
In your afterlife
We watched the crushing sky til 3
On the radio they found your keys
So super-dazed by what you carry
And free as trains, bright and buried
But you can't think straight
You can't think straight
Such a social heart
You can wrap it up
It takes too much to hide
Until the afterlife

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Writer(s): CARLA AZAR, EUGENE GORESHTER, GREG EDWARDS