Gatherers - Television

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I’ve seen a million different people, the same routine
Are you just caught up in some memory?
Pull the knife from one another
Mistook you for some enemy
You don’t have to be so cold
Some paper heart that quietly unfolds
When all you feel is terrible
We dance upon the lives we take
We dance upon the lives we take
We dance upon the lives we take
Televise the love we fake
Televise the love we fake
Televise the love we fake
There has to be something more in your bones