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My right hand holds matches |
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My left holds my past |
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I hope the wind catches |
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And burns it down fast |
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I'm gonna step into the fire |
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With my failures and my shame |
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And wave good-bye to yesterday |
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As I dance among the flames |
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So don't try to save me now |
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Let the walls of my world all burn down |
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Just stand back and wait till the smoke finally passes |
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And I will rise from the ashes, from the ashes, from the ashes |
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For all that I'm losing |
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Much more will I gain |
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The hard part is choosing |
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To change what needs changed |
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And my step will be much lighter |
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With these demons off my chest |
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I'm born a better spirit |
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And lay the old to rest |
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So don't try to save me now |
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Let the walls of my world all burn down |
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Just stand back and wait till the smoke finally passes |
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And I will rise from the ashes, from the ashes, from the ashes |
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And I'll walk away stronger |
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I will be flyin' higher and truer |
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Than I've flown before |
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My right hand holds matches |
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My left holds my past |
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I hope the wind catches |
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And burns it down fast |
