So to live life decent
you need some kind of belief
that’s not novel or recent
it’s just coppers and thieves
and you know how much it hurts
all the loneliness behind our words
If you tresspass you’re punished
if you’re good you’re redeemed
and your heaven comes furnished
with salvation machines
refr.
This is a story about the end
about losing all your friends
about the end of confidence
this is a song about the end1989
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