| An hour since the sundown
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| The ghosts are creeping in
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| Are gathering around me
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| Like starlings in the wind
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| Dark shapes gather round
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| Voices like my brother’s
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| Are whispering to me
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| But I don’t know these others
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| Who want to set me free
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| Come home you’re out of time
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| But the life cannot let go
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| It’s a chain cuts across my soul
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| Anchoring in this world
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| I put my hand into the flame
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| Burning but I feel no pain
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| Don’t speak, don’t speak my name
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| Hold on to this life of chains
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| The door is standing open
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| But I’m too tired to be afraid
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| My whole life’s in this moment
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| I’ve been fighting all the way
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| Just need a little more time
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| Because the life just can’t let go
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| It’s a chain cuts across my soul
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| Anchoring in this world
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| I put my hand into the flame
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| Burning but I feel no pain
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| Don’t speak, don’t speak my name
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| Hold on to this life of chains
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| Na na na na na na
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| Na na na na na na
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| Na na na na na na
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| Na na na na na na
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| Na na na na na na
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| Na na na na na na
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| I put my hand into the flame
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| Burning but I feel no pain
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| Don’t speak, don’t speak my name
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| Hold on to this life of chains
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| Chains
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| Chains
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| Chains
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| Chains |