Thrice - Paper Tigers
They Preach To The Choir, Always In The Permanent Daylight.
They Toss Paper Tigers From Their Perfect Porcelain Skylines.
Listen For The Sound (for The Sound, For The Sound)
As It All Comes Crashing Down (as It All Comes Crashing Down)
They Preach To The Choir, Always In The Permanent Daylight.
They Toss Paper Tigers From Their Shatterproof Spires.
They Light The World On Fire, Just To Watch It Burn,
It'll Be Their Funeral Pyre, But They Never Seem To Learn.
Light The World On Fire, Just To Watch It Burn,
It'll Be Their Funeral Pyre, But They Never Seem To Learn.
Listen For The Sound (for The Sound, For The Sound)
As It All Comes Crashing Down (as It All Comes Crashing Down)
And We Paid The Price,
We Paid For Their Crimes,
With Our Blood!
With Our Blood!
With Our Blood!
With Our Blood!
With Our Blood (and Our Lives!)
With Our Blood (and Our Lives!)
With Our Blood (and Our Lives!)
With Our Blood (and Our Lives!)
We Paid With Our Blood!
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