Lyrics Fifty On Our Foreheads - White Lies
On
the
cusp
of
vessel
18
A
look
of
terror
in
our
eyes
The
moonlight
licked
the
face
of
danger
Innocence
made
us
like
soldiers
Untouchable
and
golden
The
quilt
of
darkness
dotted
with
our
teardrops
I
know
you're
sad
I'm
leaving
So
this
may
hurt
a
little
But
girl
look
from
your
window
late
tonight
You
think
my
heart
is
frozen
While
yours
is
slowly
grieving
You'll
see
the
boy
you
loved
Start
burning
in
the
sky
We
were
a
dozen
to
the
project
With
a
galaxy
of
questions
And
all
we
heard
was
lies
about
the
truth
No
choice
but
be
obedient
Like
prisoners
of
war
Caught
on
the
wrong
side
of
morality
and
youth
We
thought
about
our
loved
ones
Tallied
50
on
our
foreheads
With
the
pen
your
mother
gave
me
in
the
Spring
The
sun
beat
at
the
windows
Within
an
hour
James
had
cracked
Left
the
ship
and
died
still
clinging
to
the
wings
Start
burning
in
the
sky
Start
burning
in
the
sky
Start
burning
in
the
sky
Start
burning
in
the
sky
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