The Killers

Mr Brightside

Jealousy
Turning saints into the sea
Turning through sick lullaby
Joking on your alibi
But it's just the price I pay
Destiny is calling me
Open up my eager eyes
I'm Mr. Brightside

All These Things That I've Done

I wanna stand up, I wanna let go
You know, you know - no you don't, you don't!
I wanna shine on in the hearts of men
I want a meaning from the back of my broken hand
I got soul, but I'm not a soldier

Human

I did my best to notice
When the call came down the line
Up to the platform of surrender
I was brought but I was kind
And sometimes I get nervous
When I see an open door
Are we human or are we dancer

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