lyrics
Wasted space, its always sneaking in our lives.
Wasted space, it's always taking up our time.
What do you think you know, hiding under your tongue, running from a monster you've never known.
Are you under the gun, dependent on someone, too freaked and frightened to do it alone?
What is with the warpaint, dripping across your face
Why do you have evil smiles as you stand and you pace
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Lives,
released 29 March 2011
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