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we are the dead voices that are over the airwaves oh we are the dead voices sent over the air who would really wanna raise their glass and drink the blood from the veins of this city if where going down we aint givin up the ghost that easily were all ready to fall ready to fall our empty hearts can only beat for so long your fucking voice it still echoes in my head and i know what it is to feel as lonely as the static crowns hang low on empty heads