Track 3127/6Teeth Marks

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The air gets thin with every breath that we take The future's ours, now we know what's at stake Congratulations on your brand new sound And all the record stores are closing down Stand up and shout before it's an army Please, beware, it's in our songs When we meet a friendly face from the stars And take a bite out of this planet of ours Where would we be without supply and demand? The sky is full of people waiting to land The circumstance never gave us a choice I'd like to think that we can still use our voice We're moving faster than before We must consume, have more, have more We watch history repeat and replay Our sense of hope has all been taken away It's free to find, a freedom as fiction Teen blind, will we ever sleep again? Tonight, we say The post-apocalypse is looking so good We all gather where the cities once stood To start, start all over again The same mistakes, it's a mean to an end So pull the sheets over your head Go back to sleep, play dead, play dead So pull the sheets over your head Go back to sleep, play dead, play dead, play dead