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If you're keeping score,
then you're bound to win.
A birds eye view of a burning bridge.
You've gone through ghost towns
set on pause
hoping the risk
was worth the cause(?)

Sound off the false alarm.

But I'll make my own colleague from wood and from ivory,
and reap the rewards of proximity.
I'll assemble my equal
from what I lack and require,
and gather whats left of the company.

It smells like disaster
it looks like a trap.
So go by the way side
I'll never look back.

If you could spare me forty winks
while you cry wolf, and I count sheep,
what good are ghosts in Kevlar vests
with backbones like a jellyfish?

Stomp on your land again.

But I'll make my own colleague from wood and from ivory,
and reap the rewards of proximity.
I'll assemble my equal from what I lack and require,
and gather whats left of the company.

It smells like disaster
it looks like a trap.
So go by the way side
and never look back.

If you're keeping score then you're bound to win,
A bird's eye view of the main event.

Stomp on your land again.

It smells like disaster
it looks like a trap.
So go by the way side
and never look back.
If you're keeping score,    then you're bound to win.   A birds eye view of a burning bridge.   You've gone through ghost towns    set on pause   hoping the risk    was worth the cause(?)      Sound off the false alarm.      But I'll make my own colleague from wood and from ivory,   and reap the rewards of proximity.   I'll assemble my equal    from what I lack and require,   and gather whats left of the company.      It smells like disaster   it looks like a trap.   So go by the way side   I'll never look back.      If you could spare me forty winks   while you cry wolf, and I count sheep,   what good are ghosts in Kevlar vests   with backbones like a jellyfish?      Stomp on your land again.      But I'll make my own colleague from wood and from ivory,   and reap the rewards of proximity.   I'll assemble my equal from what I lack and require,   and gather whats left of the company.      It smells like disaster   it looks like a trap.   So go by the way side   and never look back.      If you're keeping score then you're bound to win,   A bird's eye view of the main event.      Stomp on your land again.      It smells like disaster   it looks like a trap.   So go by the way side   and never look back.