| What if I have nothing else to say?
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| If I start confusing my nights for days?
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| What if I get lost along the way? |
| Do I pray?
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| Or do I let these ghosts to take me away?
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| Has my soul already grown too old?
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| Should I start believing everything I’m told?
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| If I was to slowly lose my pride, do I hide?
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| Or do I let these ghosts inside?
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| All the others, the lovers, they came to pray, whoa
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| Them believers, they see us, they’re here to stay, whoa
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| All the others, our brothers, they came to pray, whoa
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| Tonight I light my fire
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| What if I like strings to play these games?
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| If I ain’t changing nothin', will it stay the same?
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| Please, don’t make me believe it’s all about the fame, am I to blame?
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| Do these ghosts, know my name?
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| All the others, the lovers, they came to pray, whoa
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| Them believers, they see us, they’re here to stay, whoa
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| All the others, our brothers, they came to pray, whoa
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| Tonight I light my fire
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| Do these ghosts
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| Do these ghosts
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| Do these ghosts
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| (Tonight I light my fire)
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| Do these ghosts
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| (Tonight I light my fire)
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| Do these ghosts
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| (Tonight I light my fire)
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| Do these ghosts
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| (Tonight I light my fire)
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| Do these ghosts
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| (Tonight I light my fire)
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| Do these ghosts
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| (Tonight I light my fire)
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| Do these ghosts
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| (Tonight I light my fire) |