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we dared to ask for more, but that was long before the nights began to burn. you would have thought we'd learn you can't make promises all based upon tomorrows. "happiness", "security" are words we only borrowed. for is this the answer to our prayers? is this what god has sent? please understand: this isn't what we meant.

the future couldn't last. we nailed it to the past with every word a trap that no one can take back. for the all the architects who find their towers leaning. and every prayer we've prayed at night has somehow lost its meaning. for is this the answer to our prayers? is this what god has sent? please understand: this isn't what we meant.

a long time ago, when the world was pretty, standing right here in a different city - they're not coming back anymore. they're not coming back anymore!

is this the answer to our prayers? is this what god has sent? please understand: this isn't what we meant.