| Froze the world that we live in
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| Chose the friends isolated
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| Out of touch, disconnected
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| The ordinary things
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| You lured the fool right out of me
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| Straight to your technology
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| All I know, oh, your cantalope, oh, your cantalope tree
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| Your emancipated arms
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| Swing through the cherry scene
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| I know why, that you can’t allow, that you can’t allow me
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| The kids that come to mind
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| They’ll give you anything to come on by
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| Where you go?
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| It goes, it goes, it goes away
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| And I’m sorry I’m faded now
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| I’m so sorry I’m gonna fade out
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| I’m already unchained
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| I’m sorry I’m fading out
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| The silverfire
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| We aren’t the only ones burning
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| We aren’t the only ones burning alive
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| We aren’t the only ones burning alive
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| It must be damned to only dream
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| It must be damned to only dream
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| It must be damned to only, to only, dream
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| I’m so sorry I’m fading
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| I’m sorry I’m faded now
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| The silverfire
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| We aren’t the only ones burning
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| We aren’t the only burning alive
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| We aren’t the only ones burning alive
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| I must be damned to only dream
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| It must be damned to only dream |