Another cycle of feigned suspense
Promises of violence from anonymous op-eds
Acute compassion versus chronic empathy
Die a hero because you lived for opportunity
Our circles get smaller if we let them
People aren't defined by their damage
Making up our reasons just to drive the wedge
Is this the best that things can get?
If you squeeze my hands
And pass the pulse to me
You'll understand connection's everything
If you squeeze my hands
And pass your pulse to me
Give me what you can if you believe
Do we get to share in the oblivion we've made?
Or is there a difference in how we fade away?
Oh, we always choose to revel in our decay
If you squeeze my hands
And pass the pulse to me
You'll understand connection's everything
If you squeeze my hands
And pass your pulse to me
Give me what you can if you believe
Maybe we're all just spark and nothing more
The perfect match for a perfect culture war
If you squeeze my hands
And pass the pulse to me
You'll understand connection's everything
If you squeeze my hands
And pass your pulse to me
Give me what you can if you believe
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