This is not just catastrophe
This is calculated deconstruction, the death of happy
This is not just catastrophe
This is our deconstruction, the death of a family
Betray the soul so I can step right in
I am the phantom, I am the phenom
I am the bringer of sin
You prayed for the reaper, they sent in the fallen
Hey, hey
Burn up their paper crowns
Burn, burn, burn
This is not just catastrophe
This is calculated deconstruction, the death of happy
This is not just catastrophe
This is our deconstruction, but we are a family
Hang the crown off your head, you clown
'Cause now ya dead, bang-bang, king down
The coward's romance is to be one with the dirt, ugh
Bang-bang, king down
Bang-bang, king down
This is not just catastrophe
This is calculated deconstruction, the death of happy
This is not just catastrophe
This is our deconstruction, the death of a family
This is not just catastrophe
This is calculated deconstruction, the death of happy
This is not just catastrophe
This is our deconstruction, the death of a family
This is not just catastrophe
This is calculated deconstruction, the death of happy
This is not just catastrophe
This is our deconstruction, but we are a family
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