In our city,

In our kitchen,

In our apartment.

Hanging pictures in a frame of mind forever young.

And the sirens - are they louder on our avenue?

But we can be immune if it's just two.

Floating in our room with a million pixels dust

Like creatures trapped in a handheld prison of glass,

Like dreamers sleeping through a house fi re.

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You see hell and I see heaven

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You see hell and I see heaven

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You see hell but it feels like heaven to me

We can be immune if it's just us two

We can pull apart our sinews

String them up

On a blood stained guitar

La la la la la we can write our own song

La la la la la and we dance to it all night long

Oh baby we can fi gure it out

Just give me a sign

Give me those eyes

Give me those eyes

And I'll give you mine

We could pretend to be blind

If you just hold them tight

Hold them tight

I'll keep yours if you keep mine.

And I'll be fi ne with sleeping naked on our fl oor.

And I'll keep my back pressed up against our door.

*Who knew that the stars could burn so bright?