They paint the streets in white

Death is the standard breach for a complex prize

I think it's sweet of you and your parents are proud

But I would expect it from anyone

Now to protect life's indigenous sound



Worship

(Play play )

Worship

(Play play )

Worship

(Play play )

Worship play worship play

Worship worship

Worship

(Play play )

Worship

(Play play )

Worship

(Play play )

Worship play worship worship



How the streets they swell

While the animals make their way through the crowds

If you keep listenin' you can hear it for miles

God I trust everyone quicker with every faint smile



Worship

(Play play )

Worship

(Play play )

Worship

(Play play )

Worship

(Play play )

Worship worship

(Play play )

Worship play play

Worship worship

(Play play )



Worship

(Play play )

Worship

(Play play )

Worship

(Play play )

Worship

(Play play )

Worship worship

(Play play )

Worship play play

Worship worship worship



And the crowd goes wild and the camera makes you see sick

God is so sweet of you and I know you're proud

And the car bomb hits quick click, faint smile

It's the same sound it's the same same sound



And the crowd goes wild and the camera makes you see sick

God it's so sweet of you and you know I'm proud

And the car bomb tick ticks with the same sound

It's the same sound

With the same sound

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