[ti:Discourse Is Dead] [ar:Architects] [al:For Those That Wish To Exist (Explicit)] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.30]Discourse Is Dead - Architects [00:00.91]Lyrics by:Dan Searle/Sam Carter/Josh Middleton/Alex Dean/Adam Christianson [00:01.30]Composed by:Dan Searle/Sam Carter/Josh Middleton/Alex Dean/Adam Christianson [00:35.66]Oh it just won't calculate [00:39.47]A prophecy with a twist [00:41.48]Do you really think Christ was a capitalist [00:46.45]Every man for himself [00:48.19]Let thy neighbour drown [00:50.22]Amen [00:51.48]So sing us a sad song [00:55.14]So sing us to sleep so sing us to sleep [00:59.09]'Cause we all dance around the carousel [01:03.90]Chewing through our tongues [01:06.70]Now discourse is dead [01:12.20]Stood at the tip of the wing [01:14.47]Gotta watch where you tread [01:16.60]Tread [01:17.56]Tread [01:22.21]Round up the ambivalent [01:25.91]You mustn't sit in the shade [01:27.97]'Cause it's blasphemous [01:29.84]For one to abstain from hate [01:32.66]We're all sisters and brothers [01:34.53]But if you're one of the others [01:36.59]Then **** you [01:37.77]So sing us a sad song [01:41.48]So sing us to sleep so sing us to sleep [01:45.44]'Cause we all dance around the carousel [01:50.52]Chewing through our tongues [01:53.12]So save me the sermon [01:57.00]You all sound the same you all sound the same [02:01.00]'Cause we all dance around the carousel [02:05.82]Chewing through our tongues [02:26.03]No common sense left in these empty heads [02:31.13]Swimming towards the storm [02:33.78]Two beating hearts [02:35.59]Two poles apart [02:38.19]Whoa whoa [02:41.48]No common sense left in these empty heads [02:46.49]Swimming towards the storm [02:49.25]Two beating hearts [02:51.10]Two poles apart [02:55.29]So sing us a sad song [02:59.00]So sing us to sleep [03:02.84]'Cause we all dance around the carousel [03:07.80]Chewing through our tongues [03:10.48]So save me the sermon [03:14.37]You all sound the same you all sound the same [03:18.32]'Cause we all dance around the carousel [03:23.21]Chewing through our tongues [03:26.10]Now discourse is dead [03:31.59]Stood at the tip of the wing [03:33.77]Gotta watch where you tread [03:36.39]Don't look down [03:37.66]Let thy neighbour drown [03:39.62]Discourse is dead