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Memphis May Fire Sleepwalking

teeth You call yourself human So say it straight to me We're sleepwalking all the way to contentment When will somebody speak up We're sleepwalking

We are all guilty But silence will not save our souls We are becoming tired and weary and our conscience is slowly growing old Living by the reason of

I am the air on your lungs and the blood in your veins. I am all the voices you hear, and i will never go away. The deafening sound you hear is coming

bed. Oh when the sun comes up you will realize that you were wrong, And when your lungs collapse every breath that you take will feel like your last. I want to see the fire

this place you have no name Looking for anything that feels familiar Trying to forget a city in ruin Wasting time caught in a trap you set yourself You set this trap yourself When skyline hit fire

I do not know the American Gentlemen. God forgive me for putting such words together. Undone you're no different than all the rest, a life full of