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Yeah, Ryan isn't the clearest speaker in the world, so when he spits out lyrics like that it doesn't tend to make much sense.
However, when aided by lyrics, it all falls into place.
Always an audience keeping
me worn and on the edge of the
critics’ tongues. I’m always on
the critic's wrong, I’m always on.
Always an audience keeping me worn,
now on your knees and swear to keep
this to yourself.
The intermission’s stole the show. So we’re dancing in the backstage.
Hear the choir of footsteps.
Don’t leave. This lonely eve means too much. Now,
on your knees and swear to keep this to yourself.
This glasshouse is a home and everyone’s words are sticks and stones.
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