| WE AIN’T ASHES
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| All the ships have sailed
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| From the kingdom carved out on lies
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| So sick of giving in
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| Feel the sunrise
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| Share the same fall
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| May the downfall be eternal
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| May the landing be so sweet
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| Will we be colleagues in despair?
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| May the fragile be the strongest
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| May the hopeless be the judge
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| Of your life consumed by tragedy
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| Falling
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| Crumbling
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| We ain’t ashes
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| We chose fire
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| Beating
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| Burning
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| We ain’t ashes
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| We chose fire
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| May the unsung be remembered
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| May the wretched be the king
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| A grief’s empire
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| May the mountains be the flesh
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| May the branches be the bones
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| Our bones
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| Freedom to fall
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| As the heaviest teardrop gushes
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| Feel these smothered flames
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| How they long to be fired up
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| Dreams of stars aloof
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| I want you to stand by me
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| For the tears that we swallow
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| For the true black that we cry
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| After all, stains will stay
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| For the routine, for the logic
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| For the days left undone
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| Burn them down, let them burn |