Chewing The Scenery

[00:01.80] Can you picture this?
[00:05.38] Painting a portrait that puts me to rest
[00:09.48] We're moving backwards
[00:16.06] Well, it is
[00:18.14] Is it this?
[00:20.09] Is it just?
[00:21.74] This is bliss
[00:23.71] Well, it is
[00:25.69] Is it this?
[00:27.55] Is it just?
[00:29.22] This is bliss
[00:31.22] This is bliss
[00:33.14] This is bliss
[00:34.99] This is bliss
[00:37.04] Who'll stop the bleeding
[00:39.98] As you're stabbing my heart with the dullest of knives?
[00:45.04] Does this bring you joy? (Who's side are you on?)
[00:52.04] (Still) This game we play seems rigged
[00:56.99] (We push on) The house we built still feels empty
[01:02.29] (Missteps are) plenty (in this play)
[01:06.65] We plant our feet and hold on till the climax
[01:12.24] Now the crowd won't seem so pleased with this display
[01:17.71] Brought to tears, betrayed by this self-immolation
[01:24.73] This act is a charade, we forgot our lines
[01:28.26] It's time to improvise, shred this useless script
[01:33.55] Let's get a round of applause
[01:38.15] Well, it is
[01:40.10] Is it this?
[01:41.96] Is it just?
[01:43.80] This is bliss
[01:45.79] Well, it is
[01:47.76] Is it this?
[01:49.48] Is it just?
[01:51.47] This is
[01:52.42] Time out, restart
[01:53.42] We've been here before, you pull me in
[02:00.67] "Like a moth to a flame," you said
[02:07.26] This is how it ends, don't fool yourself
[02:14.54] This must be the end, swan song
[02:21.64]
[02:34.46] Who'll stop the bleeding
[02:37.01] As you're stabbing my heart with the dullest of knives?
[02:41.86] Does this bring you joy?
[02:49.58] Buried and breathing
[02:52.16] Now there's blood on your hands, you know damn well it's mine
[02:56.95] Does this bring you joy? (Who's side are you on?)
[03:05.98]
[03:20.73] Move
[03:23.06]
[03:33.14] We're chewing the scenery now
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