This ain't no time to worry
This isn't no time to talk
Nobody here is listening
Nobody here but us
Hold you hands on my lips
And pull me in close
'Cause everyone's a vulture
'Cept the men I love most
As we walk in the valley of the shadow of death
I feel the fear in your hollow spine is at rest
Taking your toll on us
You will remember
Taking your toll on us
You will remember woe
We lie on the rooftops
We drink to the hopes
Of the city raining ashes
While the century grows
As we walk in the valley of the shadow of death
I feel the fear in your hollow spine is at rest
And it's taking its toll on us
You will remember
Taking your toll on us
You will remember woe
As we walk in the valley of the shadow of death
I feel the fear in your hollow spine is at rest
As we walk in the valley of the shadow of death
I feel the fear in your hollow spine is at rest
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