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Lyrics: Darkest Hour. Accesible Losses.

All you can hope for is
To make a slight connection with
All these clogged receptors
It's not getting any better by the look of it

No people just numbers
If you had your way
The world would be
Just a market, a fucking market

The meaning is lost when
You put a price tag on it
Well, I bought it, we all bought it
Well, I bought it, we all bought it

All you can hope for is
To make a slight connection with
All these clogged receptors
It's not getting any better by the look of it

Warm greetings, cold dismissals
It's all part of this game we play
I don't need it, we don't need it

You put on your best face
That condescending smile makes me sick
I see through it, we all see through it
I see through it, we all see through it

I know now you all want
To reap the benefits of the loss
Well, I took it, we all took it

Your intention is transparent
And only now that it's too late
I regret it, I regret it

I know now you all want
To reap the benefits of the loss
Well, I took it, we all took it

And only now that it's too late
I regret it, I regret it