Mannerism

[Verse]
This is a daybreak, the birth of mannerism
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It sure looks dirty, like your bones
I'm so glad you made it
I'm so glad
I'm so glad

[Verse]
I drive you home - you look so pale
I'll buy you coffee - you're not going to fell
This time you'll hit the surface pretty hard
I'm so glad you made it
I'm so glad
I'm so glad

[Chorus]
Say or cry until later
That you mourn when it's gone
Say or cry until later
That you mourn when it's gone

[Verse]
We're meant to mourn the generation we left behind
Sure looks empty when nightfall issues hard
We all need faity when our days turn cold
You've made it - feel free to use my shoulder