Lyrics
Chinois faces
To arms we sleep
Gaslight ages
Presume a mortal thief
Unstrung the fetters
On waxing swoon
For everyone
Pitching back
Tout le monde
It's just like that!
I'm fancy free
On eerie street
Guess you're with me
Sure, we're gonna make it alone
No one can break us and own
This sullen pair
The dagger queer
The opry bests
The vested gears
Since ghosts tend to wait on home
To do their bleeding
Chinois faces
With cast aglow
Stake the races that roll pure dynamos
Servile like potters
The vanquished boast
Of everyone
That's carried back
Tout le monde
It's just like that!
There's no appeal
No deco zeal
No grand design
Sure, we're gonna make it alone
No one can break us and own
A purse the flows
And failing east
It's you that knows
This moving feast
Skyward, look for what's left friends recess
Fresh heirs disown
Gaslights at home
Where there's a known unknown
