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The Agonist

Everybody Wants You (Dead)

 

Everybody Wants You (Dead)

(album: Prisoners - 2012)


You did me wrong! Yeah, you screwed me
But guess what! I win, you lose
How funny, what you show when you've got nothing to prove

Everybody wants you? (you now)
Everybody wants you dead
But I want you right here
To see your face when you've got no one left

Sticky fingers touch the treetops
Could we collapse them with one slip?
Can you really swear by a reality where miles are measured by the inch?

Tonight we are two
Dipping toes in flooding puddles
Programmed romance makes us shudder
Pictures never do grow old
Obviously dusting powdery days off your skin
Familiar eyes are rabid, transplanted to a stranger's skull

How am I to keep you happy, healthy and strong
When you harbor such infection, such scar tissue in your bones
I didn't think dysplasia would so affect it
You know, tonight there is a crime to commit

I'm thinking it through I'm convinced it's true

You did me wrong! Yeah, you screwed me
But guess what! I win, you lose
How funny, what you show when you've got nothing to prove

Everybody wants you? (you now)
Everybody wants you dead
But I want you right here
To see your face when you've got no one left

You're the beach of my attention but the tide is coming in
Will you buckle down like barnacles, a one-time contagion?
Will you passively wade away like layers of pollution?
Or will you still be holding your breath when tides go out again?

What happened to what you thought of me?
I shattered all the imagery
The pretense was a forgery I really am what I present
You know, tonight there's a crime to commit
And I'm the criminal, victim and punishment

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