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We'll take it easy, tigers in the cage,
Pacing on our pads, and waiting,
For the time to come in reverie.
Our lazy bones ache for our dowry.

Can’t hold on to the thrill.
So I hope you find your will to follow through.
What we invented, I am now ending.
Hold on to who you love.
We are dry and blown like dust since we were young.
What we invented, I am now ending.

The closest thing we had to royalty,
A chance to break our parents’ pattern.
You chose to keep your teenage tragedy,
In lieu of their romantic pallet.
Play tender like a new born baby would.
Play tender to the night is over.
I’m leaving you to nurture cherished wounds,
And care for it just like your lover, yeah.

Can’t hold on to the thrill.
So I hope you find your will to follow through.
What we invented, I am now ending.
Hold on to who you love.
We are dry and blown like dust since we were young.
What we invented, I am now ending.

Can’t hold on to the thrill.
So I hope you find your will to follow through.
What we invented, I am now ending.
Hold on to who you love.
We are dry and blown like dust since we were young.
The morning's over, the day is in full swing.

I know you're busy,
But please won't you come visit me?
You are an aimless ghost;
You haunt your bag of bones.
The wolf messed with your vision.
He is sitting in your kitchen,
While you sleep tonight.
He will eat you young,
And you will act surprised.

Can’t hold on to the thrill.
So I hope you find your will to follow through.
What we invented, I am now ending.
Hold on to who you love.
We are dry and blown like dust since we were young.
What we invented, I am now ending.

Can’t hold on to the thrill.
So I hope you find your will to follow through.
What we invented, I am now ending.
Hold on to who you love.
We are dry and blown like dust since we were young.
The morning's over, the day is in full swing.