| Inside your reckless mind lies the heart of a liar
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| To the victim go the spoils in this trial of fire
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| An undying energy as opposites conspire
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| Apathetic and overdirected, your time expired
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| Now, lay me down, I am crowned
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| With a rush of blood to the head
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| Disavowed, life’s around, when I burn
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| This house to the ground
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| But this world sells black and white
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| And all I see is red
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| But the past has come to light
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| With all the things we said
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| Misdirected, fuel injected, a reason disappears
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| Confusing times, not so spotless minds
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| Read everything so clear
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| Now, lay me down, I am crowned
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| With a rush of blood to the head
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| Disavowed, life’s around,
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| When I burn this house to the ground
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| Burn this house to the ground
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| Light it up, Light it up, Light it up
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| To the ground
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| Light it up, Light it up, Light it up
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| So now, lay me down, I am crowned
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| With a rush of blood to the head
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| Disavowed, life’s around,
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| When I burn this house, burn this house to the ground
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| To the ground
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| When I burn this house to the ground
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| Light it up, Light it up, Light it up
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| To the ground
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| Light it up, Light it up, Light it up
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| Life’s around
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| Light it up, Light it up, Light it up
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| Burn this house to the ground
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| Light it up, Light it up, Light it up |