Independence Day
If I were to write you so far across the sea
If I were to take your love and carry it with me
If I were to withhold my affection from you
Would you be willing to deny what you know is true?
Life is short, there is no time to waste
You did your part, your blood is mine to taste
The perfect victim, that stirs me in this way
Time to celebrate, it's Independence Day
It's Independence Day
I hold this blade in my hand for you to fall upon
Even though the body dies, the spirit still goes on
And if the gesture hits a chord that's out of tune
The meaning will appear on The Dark Side of the Moon
Life is short, there is no time to waste
You did your part, your blood is mine to taste
The perfect victim, who stirs me in this way
Time to celebrate, it's Independence Day
It's Independence Day
And what draws us in more than anything
Is the feeling that someone has something
That we don't, a quality we desire
To make them come to you requires
A sleight of hand, a poker face
A cunning tongue, and a touch of grace
It works just like an aphrodisiac
Conceals the knife behind your back
If I were to take your love and carry it with me
If I were to withhold my affection from you
Would you be willing to deny what you know is true?
Life is short, there is no time to waste
You did your part, your blood is mine to taste
The perfect victim, that stirs me in this way
Time to celebrate, it's Independence Day
It's Independence Day
I hold this blade in my hand for you to fall upon
Even though the body dies, the spirit still goes on
And if the gesture hits a chord that's out of tune
The meaning will appear on The Dark Side of the Moon
Life is short, there is no time to waste
You did your part, your blood is mine to taste
The perfect victim, who stirs me in this way
Time to celebrate, it's Independence Day
It's Independence Day
And what draws us in more than anything
Is the feeling that someone has something
That we don't, a quality we desire
To make them come to you requires
A sleight of hand, a poker face
A cunning tongue, and a touch of grace
It works just like an aphrodisiac
Conceals the knife behind your back
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Writer(s): Jonathan Smith
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