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I Am Shazzamo by The Fall Of Science There's nothing left to say except the obvious, the empty The erudite one lies and squirms That's how I fall We're searching, we're hoping, for something to save us There's still nothing left And as the truth has been revealed and the tables have been turned This distance brings me falling to my knees again When elegy is memory Shazzamo; they'll never know That's how I fall We're becoming sentient, soulless machines Breathing, bleeding, knee-deep in apathy And as the truth has been revealed and the tables have been turned This distance brings me falling to my knees again And if it makes you smile then I would say these words to you And if it makes you smile then I would end this life tonight Hey, Emptiness; this is our salute to every breath, every tear You made it real, the beauty of loving you You don't have to suffer, you don't have to see this to the end |