| When you pass through the fire, you pass through humble
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| You pass through a maze of self doubt
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| When you pass through humble, the lights can blind you
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| Some people never figure that out
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| You pass through arrogance, you pass through hurt
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| You pass through an ever present past
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| And it’s best not to wait for luck to save you
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| Pass through the fire to the light
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| Pass through the fire to the light
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| Pass through the fire to the light
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| It’s best not to wait for luck to save you
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| Pass through the fire to the light
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| As you pass through the fire, your right hand waving
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| There are things you have to throw out
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| That caustic dread inside your head
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| Will never help you out
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| You have to be very strong, 'cause you’ll start from zero
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| Over and over again
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| And as the smoke clears there’s an all consuming fire
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| Lyin' straight ahead
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| Lyin' straight ahead
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| Lyin' straight ahead
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| As the smoke clears there’s an all consuming fire
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| Lyin' straight ahead
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| They say no one person can do it all
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| But you want to in your head
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| But you can’t be Shakespeare and you can’t be Joyce
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| So what is left instead
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| You’re stuck with yourself and a rage that can hurt you
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| You have to start at the beginning again
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| And just this moment this wonderful fire
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| Started up again
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| When you pass through humble, when you pass through sickly
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| When you pass through I’m better than you all
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| When you pass through anger and self deprecation
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| And have the strength to acknowledge it all
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| When the past makes you laugh and you can savor the magic
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| That let you survive your own war
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| You find that that fire is passion
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| And there’s a door up ahead not a wall
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| As you pass through fire as you pass through fire
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| Tryin' to remember it’s name
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| When you pass through fire lickin' at your lips
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| You cannot remain the same
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| And if the building’s burning move towards that door
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| But don’t put the flames out
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| There’s a bit of magic in everything
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| And then some loss to even things out
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| Some loss to even things out
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| Some loss to even things out
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| There’s a bit of magic in everything
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| And then some loss to even things out |