He had a lot to say
He had a lot of nothing to say
We'll miss him
We'll miss him

He had a lot to say
He had a lot of nothing to say
We'll miss him
We'll miss him

We are gonna miss him
We are gonna miss him

Yeah, so long
We wish you well
You told us how you weren't afraid to die
Well then, so long
Don't cry or feel too down
Not all martyrs see divinity
But at least you tried

Standing above the crowd
He had a voice that was strong and loud
We'll miss him
We'll miss him

Ranting and pointing his finger
At everything but his heart
We'll miss him
We'll miss him

We are gonna miss him
We are gonna miss him

No way to recall
What it was that you had said to me
Like I care at all
But it was so loud, you sure could yell
You took a stand on every little thing
And so loud

You could be the one who saves me from my own existence

Warn while some child might chill, 912

I'm too smart when you're invisible by the bone symbol on you
So he bashes his skull through the window while looking out to the sea
Like torment of my ego
And we're amused by this

Yes, standing above the crowd
He had a voice that was strong and loud
And I swallowed his facade because I'm so
Eager to identify with someone above the ground
Someone who seemed to feel the same
Someone prepared to lead the way, and
Someone who would die for me

Will you? Will you now?
Would you die for me?
Don't you fucking lie

Don't you step out of line
Don't you step out of line
Don't you step out of line
Don't you fucking lie!

You've claimed all this time that you would die for me
Why then are you so surprised when you hear your own eulogy?

He had a lot to say, yeah
He had a lot of nothing to say
He had a lot to say, yeah
He had a lot of nothing to say

Come down
Get off your fucking cross
We need the fucking space
To nail the next fool martyr!

To ascend you must die
You must be crucified
For our sins and our lies
Goodbye!

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