| Won’t you let me in your heart?
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| Are you in here on your own?
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| What can we do just the two?
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| Something here from us to you.
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| We don’t like the way you live
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| Then you fall and out to give
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| All that beauty that you stole
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| I know how we find your soul.
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| Fire!
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| Hands up! |
| Fire!
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| Hands up! |
| Fire!
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| I wouldn’t go from here, it’s clear!
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| Fire!
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| I wouldn’t go from here, it’s clear!
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| Fire!
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| I wouldn’t go from here, it’s clear!
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| Sticking in the fire!
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| Is this your first day the.
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| How can you walk when I’m with.
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| So much blood and foreign line
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| We scrub the state upon your hand.
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| Where do we go from here? |
| It’s clear!
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| Fire!
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| Where do we go from here? |
| It’s clear!
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| Fire!
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| Where do we go from here? |
| It’s clear!
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| Fire!
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| Where do we go from here? |
| It’s clear!
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| Sticking in the fire!
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| Fire!
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| Fire!
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| Sticking in the fire!
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| Where do we go from here? |
| It’s clear!
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| Fire!
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| I wouldn’t go from here, it’s clear!
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| Fire!
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| Where do we go from here? |
| It’s clear!
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| Fire!
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| Where do we go from here? |
| It’s clear!
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| Sticking in the fire!
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| Where do we go from here? |
| It’s clear!
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| We’re sticking in the fire. |