Dead And Divine - Mechanical Orchestra текст песни

I keep a set of matches safely encased inside my ribs
Beside my lungs and lack of common sense for times like this
Hold your fire Hold your fire
The orchestra of a million great deceivers
Are broadcasting on every tv screen!
This will rattle your bones This will rattle your bones
As the violins swell, the corridors fill with carosine
And we weep with each stroke of their strings
We are all mechanical
I got pockets full of day stars and my guts lay strewn across the floor
My hearts crept up inside my throat, and I think I like it
This means more than you'll ever know, and I hope you like it
The orchestra of a million great deceivers
Are broadcasting on your tv screen!
As the violins swell, the corridors fill with carosine
And we weep with each stroke of their strings
We are all mechanical
We pathetic ones, we cerebral ones
Lovely, lovely ones Lonely, lonely ones
Hold your fire, hold your fire
They will remember me after this,
They will remember me after this
Cause I played this crowd like a harp from hell, like a harp from hell
And I played them well, and I played them well