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Burning Airlines - A Lexicon Lyrics

Now the leeches are in love,
And the serenade's begun.
Maybe you're the lucky one,
But you can't trust a simple song.
You're no fun.

Are we speeding to outrun identification?
Stoop for the honor,
This pen's poison.
Defeated honorees trade self-made mythologies.
Who are these vampires,
These ugly beauties?

We are.

We are steering by falling stars,
Swearing upon a lexicon of scars,
But sweetest revenge never comes true.

Why sing it again?
Try something new.

Test for fatal deficits.
Prove to you that you exist.
Part-time assassin,
Who's next on this list?

We are.

We are steering by falling stars,
Swearing upon a lexicon of scars,
But sweetest revenge never comes true.
Why sing it again?
Try something new.

If this is a curse,
It christens you king midas in reverse
Without retinue,

Your mercenary faith begging for proof
When sweetest revenge never comes true.

Why sing it again?
Why sing it again?