Imperial Tone

 Lies, feel them cut into you.

Cry, like you're something special. 

Time, as they tighten the noose.. 

Slips by, like a distant echo

 

You got me running got me running hot

I'm bowling over under obscene colored skies

And all along I'm tangled in your plot

Like you're the spider and I've just been paralyzed

 

CHORUS:

This is the light

The flame is going out

This is the only thing we should really care about

This isn't right

The truth is paramount

This is the only thing we should really care about

 

The ship is leaving on my sanity

The daily feed has got me feeling all kinds of wrong  

When every shadow is your enemy

You gotta wonder if this was planned all along

 

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