wasthisthefacethatlaunchedtenthousandships? - they fed on branches | Текст песни

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conquered limbs, conquered bones, all the flesh and blood we spill on living-room floors as we dance around to the beats that stumble out of cannon fire and oh my god, new york is looming over us like we were rats in cages, but all i can see (all i can hear) is the sound of sirens and car accidents. trainwreck autocracy!

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