You Know Who's Seatbelt
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Lyrics
The signal flares will light the way, to the scene of the accident where we'll dance, like a pile of teeth in a broken mouth Such a sick celebration. Everyone loves a fucking tragedy, of epic proportions Lets set our hearts on self-destruct. Lets set our hearts on self-destruct. Like scarlet drips on a white tile floor, a cardiac metronome. We'll scrape the guardrail from our teeth and start again. (Repeat) There's a flood in the infirmary where we'll swim through broken glass. Our prosthetic limbs will keep us afloat. There's a flood in the infirmary. Lets set our hearts on self-destruct. (x8)
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Song Details
- Duration
- 03:01
- Key
- 2
- Tempo
- 175 BPM