[ti:Bruise Pristine]
[ar:Placebo]
[al:Placebo]

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[00:32.44]
[00:34.44]The means are right for taking, fade to grey
[00:39.14]Trying to be ruthless, in the face of beauty
[00:46.01]In this matrix, it’s plain to see
[00:53.18]It’s either you or me.
[00:55.40]
[00:57.18]Bruise,
[00:59.87]pristine,
[01:02.37]serene,
[01:04.22]we were born to lose.
[01:06.29]
[01:12.98]Cast a line with a velvet glove
[01:17.09]Reading like an open book, in the hands of love
[01:23.84]In this matrix, it’s plain to see
[01:31.13]It’s either you or me.
[01:33.42]
[01:35.09]Bruise,
[01:37.79]pristine,
[01:40.29]serene,
[01:42.17]we were born to lose.
[01:44.26]
[02:26.86]encore |echoed|
[02:44.96]
[02:49.98]Means are right for taking, fade to grey
[02:54.77]Trying to be ruthless, in the face of beauty
[03:01.61]In this matrix, it’s plain to see
[03:08.73]It’s either you or me.
[03:11.16]
[03:12.71]Bruise,
[03:15.36]pristine,
[03:17.87]serene,
[03:19.67]we were born to lose.
[03:22.87]
[03:28.26]
[03:32.48]END