Dancing on my own since you cut us in half
Moving 'round my mind like you're choreographed
Watching you relaxing at the end of the bed
Wishing you'd relax going 'round in my head
When you're really gone then there'll be nothing to start
No planet big enough to fill the space in my heart
Don't pull us apart, don't pull us apart, don't pull us apart
Only know the moon 'cause I grew up with his sun
No one there was happy but they're all having fun
Sometimes think the world is only turning on me
Knew right as I said it that you wouldn't agree
Kill the negativity with candles and sage
Work in perfect harmony for minimum wage
Make peace with my rage, make peace with my rage, make peace with my rage
Take a vow of devotion
And invade my emotion
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
We're guns for hire
In the People's Republic of Desire
So hot we start fires
In the People's Republic of Desire
Leading suppliers
To the People's Republic of Desire
We're frequent flyers
To the People's Republic, the People's Republic
Went to bed with fear in its very long arms
Tried to fall asleep, felt like a fire alarm
Don't call it a comeback and don't call it a crush
Life can be amazing but it's nothing on us
Someone call a doctor, I don't feel very well
And there's no point in love if you've got no one to tell
I'm ringing my bell, I'm ringing my bell, I'm ringing my bell
Never gave the joke my permission to land
Thought that it was fresh but all the laughter was canned
Humour doesn't travel but it might need a break
The jokes are getting older, let's just get 'em a cake
Look into the future and there's nobody there
No one that can tell me that my life is unfair
Or answer my prayer, or answer my prayer, or answer my prayer
Take a vow of devotion
And invade my emotion
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
We're guns for hire
In the People's Republic of Desire
So hot we start fires
In the People's Republic of Desire
Leading suppliers
To the People's Republic of Desire
We're frequent flyers
To the People's Republic, the People's Republic
We're guns for hire
In the People's Republic of Desire
So hot we start fires
In the People's Republic of Desire
Leading suppliers
To the People's Republic of Desire
We're frequent flyers
To the People's Republic, the People's Republic
Take a vow of devotion
And invade my emotion
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
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