Paroles
This is how you make yourself vanish into nothing
And this is how you make yourself worthy of the love
That she gave to you back when you didn't own a beautiful thing
And this is how you make yourself call your mother
And this is how you make yourself closer to your brother
Remember him back when he was small enough to help you sing
You thought God was an architect, now you know
He's something like a pipe bomb ready to blow
And everything you built it's all for show, goes up in flames
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This is how you see yourself floating on the ceiling
And this is how you help her when her heart stops beating
What happened to the part of you that noticed every changing wind
And this is how you talk to her when no one's else is listening
And this is how you help her when the muse goes missing
You vanish so she can go drowning in a dream again
You thought God was an architect, now you know
He's something like a pipe bomb ready to blow
And everything you built it's all for show, goes up in flames
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You thought God was an architect, now you know
He's sitting in a black car ready to go
You make some new friends after the show
But you'll forget their names
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