| We’re howling at the painted skies
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| Oh (oh, oh, oh)
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| Shooting down your favorite satellite
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| Cause every time we’re feeling like we’re falling
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| Been trading places with the blinded star
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| Baby there’s a fire in the heavens
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| Baby there’s a fire in the heavens
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| Baby there’s a fire in the heavens
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| Baby there’s a fire in the heavens
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| Do I need to say it?
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| Spray you with a can of paint just to see it?
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| Across a freight train
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| I don’t fight, I’m undefeated
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| And that’s my life game
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| 3OH!3, you best repeat it
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| I’m teething, ripping the pieces
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| Your student thesis of all of the reasons that I’ve been squeezing
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| Sitting here breathing
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| Summon the beast and 666
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| Then minus the threes and that’d be the region where we be freezing
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| But we’re releasing all of the demons
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| When I’m inspired, I spit fire up higher like it’s open season
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| Baby there’s a fire in the heavens
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| Baby there’s a fire in the heavens
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| (Do I need to say it?)
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| Baby there’s a fire in the heavens
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| Baby there’s a fire in the heavens |