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not gonna miss you when you’re dead and gone.
not gonna talk about you over and over and over.
not gonna find you under latest nostalgia, not happily ever after.
not gonna listen to your played out song (played out song).
don’t wanna think about you over and over and over.
not gonna read about the latest fads on your trendy blog,
i want nothin’ to do with that.

’cause you’ve made a mess of everything,
(and i’m not listening).

you’re not a hero, you’re a liar.
you’re not a savior, you’re a vampire.
sucking the life out of all the friends you’ve ever known.
you’re just a train wreck, not a winner.
up on your soap box preaching down to the sinners.
the saints without a cause, we’re not listening, we’re not listening.

i’m gonna a start a revolution,
of convoluted disillusion.
(start a revolution)
i’ll need a war with no conclusion,
and in the final hour i’ll be a confident coward.

’cause if we stand for nothing, we’ll fall for anything.

you’re not a hero, you’re a liar.
you’re not a savior, you’re a vampire.
sucking the life out of all the friends you’ve ever known.
you’re just a train wreck, not a winner.
up on your soap box preaching down to the sinners.
the saints without a cause, we’re not listening, we’re not listening.

now this is moving in the same direction,
but i’m a little too spent to care.
’cause it’s a battlefield ’til it blows over,
keep your friends close and your enemies closer.
the time is now, ’til we live in gl-ss houses
we talk sh-t like it’s a clause to bare.
you’re only relevant ’til you get older,
keep your friends close, and your enemies closer (enemies closer).

they’re gonna miss me when i’m dead and gone.
they’re gonna talk about me over and over and over.
they’re gonna find me under latest nostalgia, happily ever after.

but i’m not a hero, i’m a liar.
i’m not a savior, i’m a vampire.
sucking the life out of all the friends i’ve ever known.
we’re a train wreck, not winners.
on a soap box preaching down to the sinners.
the saints without a cause, we’re not listening, we’re not listening,
we’re not listening, we’re not listening.

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