| If I told you about my favorite dream
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| The one without you
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| Would you spit fire at me
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| Or would you burn to know
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| Every single by blow?
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| I don’t know her
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| Maybe she isn’t real
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| She didn’t hold back
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| When you were lying next to me
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| This can’t be all we are
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| Silent and in the dark
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| We could be making sparks
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| But we don’t ignite, don’t ignite
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| We could be making sparks
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| But we need to fight, need to fight
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| Come a little closer
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| Remember when we used to sway
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| Trembling in the covers
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| Taking it with an only grey
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| This can’t be all we are
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| Silent and in the dark
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| We could be making sparks
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| But we don’t ignite, don’t ignite
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| We could be making sparks
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| But we need to fight, need to fight
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| No, I never saw the walls falling on us like this
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| Now I’m hanging from a rope holding my hope, my hope
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| I don’t need it, I just want it more than anything else
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| I can’t do this alone, no, no
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| We could be making sparks
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| But we don’t ignite, don’t ignite
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| We could be making sparks
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| But we don’t ignite, don’t ignite
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| We could be making sparks
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| But we need to fight, need to fight |