Who Invited The Russian Soldier? Lyrics - New Junk Aesthetic - Every Time I Die

Wait until they send your son home in a box 

See if you're dancing when water is everywhere 

Anguish is endless but deaths unambiguous 

Wave as it carries him off 

And pose while it fits you in hospital gowns 

Flirt with the men dressed in white 

Slip into bed with the fire that consumes our house 

Sing on your surveillance tape 

Smile in your autopsy photo for once 

Phone up the boys that have buried your bones 

Where do you get off loving life? 

As if it's done any of us any good, oh 

You're going to wish you were me 

When the unsuspecting are dragged to their graves 

And you're standing on the edge holding a rose 

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Dead where we stand 

And you concern yourself with such things 

As your status and what's in fashion 

Don't say you can't be this bothered 

Death becomes us all, you've got some nerve 

Having hope in this ghost town port of call 

Someday your insides will turn themselves out 

Tell me what purpose our efforts have served 

When we end up in the ground 

More acts will follow the roles we have played 

And everything loved will expire 

I've seen it all and I'm worse off because of it 

Good men have died in my arms 

I've been everywhere yet we'll end up at the same depth 

What's the point? 

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You're gonna wish you were me 

When the unsuspecting are dragged to their graves 

And you're are standing on the edge holding a rose 

Standing on the edge holding a rose 

Don't say you can't be this bothered 

Death becomes us all, you've got some nerve 

Having hope in this ghost town port of call 

There's nothing to see here and nothing gazes back at me 

There's nothing to see here and that nothing looks back at us 

There's nothing to see here and nothing gazes back at me 

There's nothing to see here and that nothing looks back at us