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Can you name the Coheed and Cambria songs by opening line?

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Opening LyricSongAlbum
All non-believers stand aside in fear, a new day's marching through the door...
All-Mother, are you awake...?
Each night I wish to God he'd let her rest. Oh, this hurts me more than any man can bear...
In the final curtain call, you left me here with the coldest of feelings...
The young stale memories of/play the role to your part...
Oh, I'm giving up the one I love. I'll conduct the great disaster...
They move too fast to be words behind your teeth, the give and go of most of your memories...
I'm going to ride this plane out of your life again. I wish that I could stay but you argue.
If beauty sits the child's kiss/of laughter I amend...
Across the floor in the hand of where we drove the drill, a cautious ear to the mouth of your confession...
Listen to the world out on the outside pressing in - are you ready on my mark?
Wait! There's never been a mess like this. Oh, no more hands to hold.
Never mind all the lines, I'm coming and there is no better part of me...
I fed the clues of a lost day killed in motion...
The worlds have now learned of the worst yet to come. On the brink of an end, a boy learns to run.
Rocked silent in a soft lullaby, panic stirred me awakened by a ringing phone in time...
Your eyes tell the stories of of a day you wish you could...
At birth given scars along tender heart liberties...
So draw, little piggy, better watch out for number one!
In this space where nothing will seem too right, our voice unheard in this quiet fight...
I hate everything I am becoming. This change is torture, there is never enough to give...
Faint white figures paint my sleep, please don't tell my secrets, keep them hidden...
She is her own worst enemy, her heart a landline calamity, waiting for someone to set her off...
Is this what I wish for those and all they know? Could depend on how cowardly I should act...
Good morning, sunshine, awake when the sun hits the sky.
We're throwing all caution to the wind. It's better to think about what's ahead, then behind them.
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Is there a word or right to say, even in this old fashioned way?
Did you ever really think that you'd expose the truth that pains the page?
When you've gone about things all wrong, bury them here...
Good evening, ladies and gentlemen. I have a story to tell you, of one's slow decline...
With the worries that I'd give her in they told the worst of me...
You made this harder than it had to be, the absolute martyr, etching into me...
We're now up here alone, terror on the intercom, can someone save us?
I'll follow your every move in a stride that wills disguise - little markings clue the find...
Is this the way I want them seeing me? Please leave your memories at the door.
If you had the courage to stop me from turning into what would be the worst in everybody's eyes...
You were all that we needed to believe in our doubt...
I welcome this pain beating down on me. Is it your eyes that choose not to see?
In our sleep, there's more to this nightmare. Will she beg for your mercy?
In the worst of all your fears, you have come so far to hear...
The wish you plead and the things you sought - we all think, we all thought - the things I've done, in the world I've seen, don't measure up to you, my queen.
The hurt across your face, your word against mine, the rhythm you repeat, the beat a hair behind, were you on my side?
I'm paranoid and sick of this world's misconception of things I did...
A broad incision sits across the evening, the victim to our fathers lost war...
She wheezes out her dying wish. Come closer. One more moment, one more kiss...
I believed in the world right in front of me, but now, along these empty streets...
Believer, your spotlight on the subject so incorrect, and suggestion suggests that I'm someone you should not respect...
Keep your secrets in the dark. Nothing matters anymore...
Wait for... [title] in you comes out...
Hell must know there have been worse things I've done...
New Jersey bound, when sound asleep they'll find you...
We drift away with the dust, the light consumes the dark recluse...
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This is the hidden truth, the world between the lines...
You could have been all I wanted, but you weren't honest, now get in the ground...
I flew head first into the light, weightless, criss-crossing, precise, in a dream - or was it life?
Was it in the cold of that knife you screwed in the heart of the enduring?
In those discouraging days, I always missed the mark. When we were comfort and close, I would neglect to keep, ooh, you safe and unexposed...
Home - a silence between glares that stutters words misleading...
Still searching for your call today...
What is this that I feel, and what is this that I fear? In these arms that whored out amongst the worms...
These are the days. The end complete. The world still turning to the sound of the suffering.
In these words that crash my ears, I now stomach this in fear...
If hello could only drop its 'O', and it stayed in the front door's way of your home, would you live there still?
Pick a number, wait in line. There's no medicine to fix that mind...
She gave her heart to a falling star. When news filtered through of his tragedy, all the walls went up...
I can feel it in the way your blood and heart beats...
Here, sleep at the bottom of hell. Your time has come to pick the road you walk in this tale...
Slowly, the pen touches paper in the guidance of the words that you write...
If this is my last chance, keep it. I don't need your jokes...
Two hearts beat as one. Disguise your mind and feel the hold, this drone, the buzz of our love...
No, no, no, no, no, no, no...
Attention, we have got a medical emergency! The patient's condition is critical and fading...
This sinking warmth through obscurity, beyond the sweet in between where and what you're doing, there is a view of an uncharted place...
Hold in your last breath and stare...
In our days we've mourned insignias, the passing glance unstamped...
History’s made its mark in anger. As everybody knows, it's what we do, it's nothing new.
It's not what you have learned, but what they said about you under your shirt...

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