"The Times Tower Belongs To The Dead" lyrics


"The Times Tower Belongs To The Dead"

Leaning just a little bit,
Tell your friends you're getting sick.
Tell your new band that you quit.
Tell your best friends how to live, to live.

Tell your baseball coach you're sorry that you quit.
Tell the sun you wanna live on it.

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