| I woke up to another mess in the living room
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| Broken bottles all around my feet
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| They came again in the night under crescent moon
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| Didn’t wake me in my sleep
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| 'Cause they talk and drink and laugh 'bout things
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| And fall in love in my backyard
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| I hide and cower in the corner
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| Conversation’s getting hard
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| 'Cause nobody seems to ask about me anymore
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| And nobody seems to care 'bout anything I think
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| And nobody seems to recognize me in the crowd
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| In the background screaming, «Everybody, look at me»
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| And I’m fading away, you know, I used to be on fire
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| And I’m fading away, you know, I used to be on fire
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| I’m standing in the ashes of who I used to be
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| And I’m fading away, you know, I used to be on fire
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| You know, I used to be on fire
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| You know, I used to be on fire, fire
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| I used to be a darling starlet like a centerpiece
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| Had the whole world wrapped around my ring
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| I flew too closely to the sun that’s setting in the East
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| And now I’m melting from my wings
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| 'Cause I’d laugh and drink and talk 'bout things
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| And fall in love in my backyard
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| Now it´s my own anxiety
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| That makes the conversation hard
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| 'Cause nobody seems to ask about me anymore
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| And nobody ever cares 'bout anything I think
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| And nobody seems to recognize me in the crowd
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| In the background screaming, «Everybody, look at me»
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| And I’m fading away, you know, I used to be on fire
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| And I’m fading away, you know, I used to be on fire
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| I’m standing in the ashes of who I used to be
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| But I’m fading away, you know, I used to be on fire
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| You know, I used to be on fire
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| You know, I used to be on fire
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| Well, I used to be on fire
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| You know, I used to be on fire
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| You know, I used to be on fire
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| You know, I used to be on fire, fire |