When The Curtains Close-Counterpunch

[ti:When The Curtains Close] [ar:Counterpunch] [al:Dying To Exonerate The World] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.77]We go through our lives [00:03.26]Never knowing what is real [00:07.16]As time passes by [00:09.56]We neglect what we think we feel [00:12.65] [00:15.35]With the curtains closed [00:17.11] [00:17.86]They carry out their sick sick dance 'cause [00:21.85]With the curtains closed they've buried my eyes buried my eyes [00:27.54] [00:28.38]Buried my eyes buried my eyes buried my eyes buried my eyes [00:37.35] [00:46.62]Come closer [00:49.12]We'll stack the bodies for warmth [00:51.78]Our security blanket's integrity's compromised [00:55.75]It's been picked clean of its skin [00:58.15]As we follow the invisible diligent worker bee [01:04.52]Making his way back [01:07.00]Down into the landslide [01:09.60]The conditions are perfect [01:11.78]Rest assured the anxiety's high [01:15.22]Just lie still in the darkness [01:17.61] [01:18.19]They can't hear your cries [01:20.97]With your finger on the trigger [01:25.34]It's no matter that you're feeling all alone [01:32.24]Pulled by the strings of another [01:36.38]Have you forgotten how to play with buried eyes [01:42.10] [01:44.55]Don't pay attention [01:46.33]To the beacon burning a pale red [01:50.46]Dimming as aspirations will wear thin and disappear [01:55.30] [01:55.89]Like hopes born from grandeur [01:59.02]Our heavy hearts sink deeper [02:00.98]To the bottom of the bay [02:04.18]They can't hear your cries [02:07.04]With your finger on the trigger [02:11.29]It's no matter that you're feeling all alone [02:18.21]Pulled by the strings of another [02:22.27] [02:24.73]How dare you tug back now [02:30.22]Have you decided that you've lost your will to live [02:35.04] [02:36.15]The scars on your back now [02:41.84]Will turn into broken neck [02:44.13]If you don't turn back [02:47.17]Stay close now [02:49.83]They've taken away all the slack [02:52.55]An egregious act drawn out [02:54.60]While fickle desperate men maintain control [02:59.08]Is there anybody listening anymore [03:04.06]Is there anybody left to find a cure at all [03:10.59]Does anyone still care about it [03:15.93]With your finger on the trigger [03:20.25]It's no matter that you're feeling all alone [03:27.07]Pulled by the strings of another [03:31.79]It's no matter that your heart feels just like stone [03:38.95]With your finger on the trigger [03:42.55] [03:43.18]It's no matter that you're feeling all alone [03:50.13]The pauper and the puppeteer [03:52.94]Their twisted dance plays ever on [03:55.61]When The Curtains Close - Counterpunch