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Assassin

Theories, I know you got your theories I know you got this feeling Everyone’s out to get you (to get you) Faceless, enemies always faceless Somehow you’re always blameless But that don’t make you bulletproof (bulletproof) You hear whispers when we're ju...

Dance in the Dark

Shock, shock, horror, horror If you really thought that Growing up would be easy All that drama, drama Can make you wanna, wanna Lock your door and throw the key and Hide away Where you're safe Where your heart Doesn't break You're afraid It's oka...

Emoji

(Don’t wipe the smile right off my face Don’t want this fragile heart to break) Boy, I think you must be cool ‘Cause you use the alien face And where you are, I got no clue Might as well be outer space Texting me 2 AM before I go to sleep Messaging al...

Medicine

Dirty laundry Hanging out with the white lies ‘til they’re clean sheets Testing loyalties Please don’t make, make me choose sides when you leave me Band aids for all my scraped knees Blankets when I had bad dreams Felt like nothing could hurt me ‘Til y...

Outsiders

They lit the fires under our feet Chased us into the hills ...oh They let the wolves off of the leash Should a finished the kill We've got ashes on our shoes And an outcast attitude We're all immune cos we know the truth is viral We might be the Outsi...

Panic Room

Welcome to the... Welcome to the... Welcome to the... Welcome to the... Hell raising, hair raising I'm ready for the worst So frightening, face whitening Fear that you can't reverse My phone has no signal It's making my skin crawl The silence is so...

Stay Happy

Me and all my friends are sad Don’t know how we got like that Diamonds rolling down our cheeks It’s the new reality I got fake plants in my yard (In my yard) You would never think they are (But they are) Live life in a green screen Caught up in insec...

X Games

The games begin when the gun clicks We're the fresh meat, hopeless new romantics They crane their necks from the skybox But it's just us when we take the gloves off No, I don't, no, I don't wanna hurt you But I'm holding my breath and it's your move No,...