love fire cool cool
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Burning blows deep
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If it's always winter, it's my place
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So to whom did spring bloom?
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If it's always winter, it's my place
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So why?
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Tired of us, the years are relentless
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Ashes in your palm smokeless
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Is it possible to escape from yesterday undamaged?
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He is judging you with love, amman
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Will the arms be opened without account?
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when it surrounds me
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What is he judging?
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Tired of us, the years are relentless
|
Ashes in your palm smokeless
|
Is it possible to escape from yesterday undamaged?
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He's judging you with love, I swear
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Will the arms be opened without account?
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when it surrounds me
|
What is he judging?
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love fire cool cool
|
Burning blows deep
|
If it's always winter, it's my place
|
So to whom did spring bloom?
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If it's always winter frosty, I'll eat it
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So why?
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Tired of us, the years are relentless
|
Ashes in your palm, smokeless
|
Is it possible to escape from yesterday undamaged?
|
He is judging you with love, amman
|
Will the arms be opened without account?
|
when it surrounds me
|
What is he judging?
|
Tired of us, the years are relentless
|
Ashes in your palm smokeless
|
Is it possible to escape from yesterday undamaged?
|
He's judging you with love, I swear
|
Will the arms be opened without account?
|
when it surrounds me
|
What is he judging?
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Life in a patchwork pack
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you misled us
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(Judges you with love, I swear)
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There is no one who writes and draws on his forehead
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The devil is the secret of the friend
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(When it hugs me)
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(Judgement of what?)
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Tired of us, the years are relentless
|
Ashes in your palm smokeless
|
Is it possible to escape from yesterday undamaged?
|
He's judging you with love, I swear
|
Will the arms be opened without account?
|
when it surrounds me
|
What is he judging? |