The Weatherman

I know how you are with these things
 And you're not gonna stop
 I know how you are
 Yeah, you're an artist
 When you tear things apart, oh
 When your friends twist the knife in your back
 And I'm still giving into it
 And they die all under
 Don't think that you know
 I can assure that you don't
 And there is nothing that I can say to you
 To soothe
 To you
 To soothe
 
 I'm pressing my luck
 On the neck of regret, distressed
 'Cause it's not like it's our favorite thing
 Don't you dare forget
 Don't you dare forget
 That nothing with meaning is easy
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 It's so easy to vomit the words and choke
 Yeah!
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 You've never seen a machine
 Like this before
 Yeah-yeah-yeah
 Whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa
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 I'm pressing my luck
 On the neck of regret, distressed
 'Cause it's not like it's our favorite thing
 And don't you dare!
 Don't you dare forget
 Don't you dare forget
 That nothing with meaning is easy, easy
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 You've never seen a machine like this
 It devours, devours the flowers
 The flowers are fake
 The flowers are fake
 The flowers are-
 Yeah-yeah-yeah
 Whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa
 
 'Cause I'm gone goodbye, yeah
 'Cause I'm gone goodbye, yeah