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 Posted: Mon Sep 13, 2010 11:13 pm
This is a place for songs I love.
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Posted: Mon Sep 13, 2010 11:23 pm
The Hounds, by the Protomen
Tonight the streets are red,
The lights are blue and blinding,
No sign of the Good Doctor,
But the sirens wail and whine until he's found.
I can almost hear the hounds.
What kind of man builds a machine to kill a girl?
No, he did not use his hands,
Like a smart man he used a tool.
But just the same,
Can you question he's to blame?
What was her name?
Doesn't matter, now listen.
The good Doctor has to pay!
When I say he was a monster,
When I set fire to his name
It does not matter where you hear it from.
Truth of lies,
Gets said all the same!
What evers on the table plays!
There is a flame that I've been fanning,
There is a fire waiting to catch.
There is a Hell that has been building from the moment we first met.
If there ever was a time,
If there ever was a chance,
To undo the things I've done,
And wash these bloodstains from my hands
It is past and been forgotten.
These are the paths that we must take.
Cause you and I, Tom,
We are men.
And we can bend and we can break.
If you think that you can run,
If you think that you can stand,
Then you forgot who turned this city on,
You forget who plugged this city IN!
THEY'LL NOT SWTICH IT OFF AGAIN!
ONE BY ONE, THEY'RE TUNING IN!
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