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Now that fear is all the rage, now that hate is on the page, |
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Carpet burns caressed by salt, strike the matches burn my heart, |
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Paper cuts on sacred skin, blowing down this house of pins |
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And with a love that burns - light up our faces |
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And with a love that burns - just like a Roman candle |
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And with a love that burns - reveal the scratches |
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We'll build a funeral pyre here, |
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Are we like shadows? We'll be like shadows |
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And with a love that burns - ignite the petrol |
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And with a love that burns - destroy all our possessions |
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And with a love that burns - reveal the scratches |
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We'll build a funeral pyre here, |
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Are we like shadows? We'll be like shadows |
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...and we'll blow ourselves away |
