| Don’t let, don’t let it go to your head
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| For now you are victorious but soon to dread
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| The thought of your actions with such great passion
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| She’s basically dead on the cold cement
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| And you should have seen the way my eyes burned in disbelief
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| And I let them heat until the flames burst on right out of me
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| Hard to believe
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| And I won’t forget about the burden buried deep inside my chest
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| And I can’t forget the night I destroyed both of our heads?
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| If I could see the hatred that was burning through your eyes
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| Then I would have to go alone and cast myself as a sacrifice, hit and run
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| Don’t deny she loved you to death, you tried to take her alive
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| Close enough but don’t be proud
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| See what happen when tomorrow come round
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| If I could say that love is what makes us aim to kill
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| Then I’d aim it toward the sky 'cause we don’t know why, or what,
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| can make us feel
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| And I won’t forget about the burden buried deep inside my chest
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| And I won’t forget the night I destroyed both of our heads
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| She, she cannot speak
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| Does it tear you apart at night while you sleep
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| And I, I really need to know
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| 'Cause there’s a fire burning up in me and I’m about to blow
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| And heat, do you feel heat?
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| 'Cause I’m creeping up the side of your bed and onto the sheets
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| And burn, won’t you let it burn?
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| You destroyed so many lives and now it’s your turn
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| And weep, I hope to God you weep
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| You can dig away at your heart but it’s far too deep |