The Academy is... Dear Interceptor Letras:
Get out of the city if it hurts. You're too blind,
move it over, try to get closer to the lifestyles
of gluttons; seem so seamless and perfect. I've
been the secret that you've been keeping. Ears to
the wall, eyes on the prize. See that you've made
a mistake, and we all know what you've done here.
Dear Interceptor, I've been waiting... Show me
something. Hold the phone, we've found an answer.
Full moons and minot keys to get there faster.
Mirror, mirror, see this as clear as crystalline.
Second-hand interpreter. The spoken word for
change. Wait for me, I wanted to feel this safe. I
can't hear you scream. Hold the phone to make it
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better, I can't hear you. Blood to the beat. This
thirst of the Lion can't be quenched by cigarette
strewn cubicle air. Dear diluted, while you're
dreaming... Hold the phone, we've found an answer.
Full moons and minot keys to get there faster.
Mirror, mirror, see this as clear as crystalline.
Second-hand interpreter, deep into the Red we need
a change. Just look at this cardboard cut-out,
this puppet that you've become. Let me be the
first to acknowledge you've no pride, you've no
purpose. It's so typical to think less is more
when you're out of the lead. Don't hurt yourself.
Settle for less. It's so typical to think less is
more when you're out of the lead. Second-hand
interpreter, the spoken word for change. Wait for
me. I can't hear you. Hold the phone, we've found
an answer.
Letras: Dear Interceptor The Academy is... [final]