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Rumors of My Demise Have Been Greatly Exaggerated

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So please don't ask me how
I ended up at my wits end and then breaking down
Pages torn from books we never read
'Cause we're plugged into this grid
Don't pull this plug right now
Or then we'd really have to live

When I die, will they remember not
What I did, but what I haven't done?
It's not the end that I fear with each breath
It's life that scares me to death

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Well we built these dreams on sand
How they all slipped through our hands
This might be our only chance
Let's take this one day at a time
I'll hold your hand if you hold mine
The time that we kill keeps us alive

Your words won't save me now
I'm at the edge feeling the sweat drip from my brow
"Get a grip on yourself," is what they say
Every hour, every day
Hands over my ears
I've been screaming all these years

When I die, will they remember not
What I did, but what I haven't done?
It's not the end that I fear with each breath
It's life that scares me to death

Well we built these dreams on sand
How they all slipped through our hands
This might be our only chance
Let's take this one day at a time
I'll hold your hand if you hold mine
The time that we kill keeps us alive

We came
In search of answers
We left
Empty-handed again
Shots fired
Into the sky
Are now returning
Where the fuck will you hide?

Hiding from the laughter in the closets of our life
But the door hinges are squeaking, letting in thin shards of light
And now a hand's extending outward
Quiet comfort they invite
Do we dare take what they offer?
Do we step into the light?

When I die, will they remember not
What I did, but what I haven't done?
It's not the end that I fear with each breath
It's life that scares me to death

Well we built these dreams on sand
How they all slipped through our hands
This might be our only chance
Let's take this one day at a time
I'll hold your hand if you hold mine
The time that we kill keeps us alive

Well we built these dreams on sand
How they all slipped through our hands
And this might be our only chance
Let's take this one day at a time
I'll hold your hand if you hold mine
The time that we kill keeps us alive

Writer(s): Brandon Barnes, Timothy Mcilrath, Joseph Principe, Christopher Chasse

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