
About this episode
[Intro]
Pose for me
Let me see
Last in line
first flagged
sent to the forefront
people are watching
as the dead bury the dead
[Verse 1]
Everyone wants it
I can see it
You can feel it
But the more I try to get out
the more the it's all in doubt
[Chorus]
Freedom is confinement
locked with a view
I run from the walls
when they start to claw
and the former things fail
[Verse 2]
Blinded, they know the way
so they say
shouting at the sky
knowing why
so beautiful an end
all things must pass
Little one, admit
you might not get out
you keep circling
showing them the truth
Not afraid of their eyes
on your shame
And you are to blame
[Verse 3]
I heard it said that
success will kill you
good fruit from a good tree
world has roots
and welcomes acceptance
a bit of laughter at the cosmic inheritance
[Chorus]
Freedom is confinement
locked with a view
I run from the walls
when they start to claw
And the former things fail.
[Break]
Pose for me
Let me see
[Bridge]
in the hallway looking for Jim
he said the music was over
before it began
begging for the blame
started long ago
time for the show
the procession of pall bearers
[Outro]
The dead bury the dead
The dead bury the dead
the dead bury the dead
It's all in your head
the first is the last
The end comes near
Living creates fear
Pose for me
Let me see
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