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[Intro (Sadistik & Astronautalis)] I am the only one they made Cast from charming bones and clay On that cold Winter’s day or so they say We are the last known to exist Hiding shine remote cliffs We prefer it that way Please leave us just like this [Verse One: Astronautalis] I used to hammer sheet metal till my palms bled Cash my pay check at the bar then drink the whole thing Catch a pheasant with my bare hands, take her home with me Wake up at 5am and make it back to work to start again You're sweating whiskey in that first shift By lunch break you're feeling worthless And soon you're cracking jokes with workers By the time the final whistle blows, your body's feeling perfect So let's celebrate the good times Another round for the old guys And to that pretty thing with glazed eyes I ain't asking for a dance, I'm just hoping for a great night [Hook: Astronautalis (Sadistik)] Cause when the stopwatch dies we all drop like flies, so what's the point in being free to die (Right?) (You see it's not my time, I thought I lost my mind but instead it found a place to hide) Keep your fucking keys, I don't need to drive (nah), I'll just run for the rest of the night (Empty handle with my tongue on the edge of a knife, make me young, make me numb, 'til my exit arrives) [Bridge: Lotte Kestner] My heart it pounds, so I can't make out a sound I've come this far, and I couldn’t leave without you now If my heart beats now, then I'll go turn around If you know me, nobody does [Verse Two: Sadistik] Damaged goods tend to hide in pretty packages Saddened looks get disguised in witty adages It's our dramatic twist, come watch the magic tricks Abracadabra, necromancer sawed in half again So I mutter some witty quips If love is to give a glimpse, what's under my skinny ribs? A couple of whiskey sips or something to get me fixed Before I'm antisocial like it's Buffalo 66 in here -- So is it beautiful or frail? I feel like Ouroboros when I'm chewing on my tail The crows can form a chorus when the funeral prevails It shows a glowing orange when the moon is full and pale Wide awake and rueful, looking for a light to break the stupor Of the types of grey that dilate my pupils I can taste the sucrose on the tip of my tongue-y tongue From tidal waves I'm running from but isn't it funny once it's done? [Hook]