| Spread my legacy like wildfire through a forest.
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| Curse the beautiful destruction that I feel.
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| She recites her words with sympathetic treason.
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| As she stands atop a mountain made of steel, she says
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| I am anxious. |
| I am scared. |
| I am anything but well prepared.
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| And I know just what I want and what I want right now is this.
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| And in my soul there is a fire that this body can’t contain.
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| Please don’t let me burn away, I am meant for something more.
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| Tears run down my face like rivers down a mountain.
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| Curse this agonising frailty that I am.
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| She is beautiful and I am catastrophic.
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| As I reach to her with more than just my hands, I say
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| And I am anxious. |
| I am scared. |
| I am anything but well prepared.
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| And I know just what I want and what I want right now is this.
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| And in my soul there is a fire that this body can’t contain.
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| Please don’t let me burn away, I am meant for something more.
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| We all fight battles in ourselves. |
| We all fight battles all the time.
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| We all fight battles in ourselves. |
| We all fight battles all the time.
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| And I am anxious. |
| I am scared. |
| I am anything but well prepared.
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| And I know just what I want and what I want right now is this.
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| And in my soul there is a fire that this body can’t contain.
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| Please don’t let me burn away, I am meant for something more.
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| I am meant for something more.
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| I am meant for something more. |