| He draws out, the cigarette smoke trail spins
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| Thoughts crowd the room till' it’s only him
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| He feels it, lives for it, spent half a life pushing it forward
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| What he wouldn’t give for it
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| Saw naysayers put in their places
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| Feels like he’s scaling foothills to greatness
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| Holding all four aces, he braced for the next few years being some for the ages
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| No time to heed, pride comes before the fall
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| For now he shines. |
| all rose, no thorn
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| Full bloom like his plans fool proof
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| High noon, sun beaming, spoke too soon
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| The dark clouds scream towards his door
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| And a house of cards can’t stand in a storm
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| Wind picked up, sunshine stopped
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| The world came down with the very first drop
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| So light me up like a cigarette and just let me burn
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| Catch fire and burn, catch fire and burn
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| Light a spark and ignite it
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| In the dark, so when I’m no more
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| They’ll know I was here, so let me just burn
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| He still gunning, beaten but refused to be broken
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| What some call delusional
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| What others call focus man
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| He’s focused, came back for the re up
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| Now’s not the time to kick back with his feet up
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| Stands in the rain with his face to the heavens and his arms outstretched from
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| the pain that he let in
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| World keep kickin' hard, ain’t gonna get him
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| He’s willin to fight and die for the path that he heads in
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| And that’s a bittersweet faith
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| Knowin' highs and lows will come boy but them’s the breaks
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| It’s pride it’s madness, it’s seein' what others can only imagine and then
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| reachin' out to grab it
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| And sayin «I can say whatever comes hapens
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| But I follow my heart goddamn it»
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| Exposing reality to magic
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| It’s hope, that’s all it is
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| He walked through fire, Its all he came back with, saying
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| So light me up like a cigarette and just let me burn
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| Catch fire and burn, catch fire and burn
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| Light a spark and ignite it
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| In the dark, so when I’m no more
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| They’ll know I was here, so let me just burn
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| Come what may some memories fade
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| But some stay as vivid as the moment they were made
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| Dreams of the days where he stood like a mountain
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| It’s been a while since then but who’s countin'?
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| He lies awake, lies in wait
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| For the light of the mornin' to bless him and shine again
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| Summon the rise of the fallen
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| Laces tied, comeback trail still walkin'
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| Lives for it, lifetime on a mish for it man
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| There ain’t thing he didn’t give for it
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| Make a bet til' his last sun sets
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| He’ll be pushin' for the light mate he ain’t done yet
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| Head held high slow danced through his hell
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| Still a point there gotta prove to himself
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| And, the beat drops same songs on next
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| So he sparks up a cigarette takes a deep breath and says
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| So light me up like a cigarette and just let me burn
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| Catch fire and burn, catch fire and burn
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| Light a spark and ignite it
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| In the dark, so when I’m no more
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| They’ll know I was here, so let me just burn
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| So light me up like a cigarette and just let me burn
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| Catch fire and burn, catch fire and burn
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| Strike a spark and ignite it
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| In the dark, so when I’m no more
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| They’ll know I was here, so let me just burn
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| Let me burn
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| Let me burn |