| I'm tired of tending to this fire
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| I've used up all I've collected
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| I have singed my hands
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| It's glowing, embers barely showing
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| Proof of life in the shadows
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| Dancing on my plans
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| They know that it's almost
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| They know that it's almost over
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| They know that it's almost
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| They know that it's almost over
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| The burning is so low it's concerning
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| 'Cause they know that when it goes out
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| It's a glorious gone
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| It's only time before they show me
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| Why no one ever comes back
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| With details from beyond
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| They know that it's almost
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| They know that it's almost over
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| They know that it's almost
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| They know that it's almost over
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| (They know)
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| They know that it's almost over
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| (They know)
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| They know that it's almost over
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| (They know)
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| (They know)
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| (They know)
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| (They know)
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| In time, I will leave the city
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| For now, I will stay alive
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| In time, I will leave the city
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| For now, I will stay alive
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| In time, I will leave the city
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| For now, I will stay alive
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| In time, I will leave the city
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| For now, I will stay alive
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| They know that it's almost
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| They know that it's almost over
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| They know that it's almost
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| They know that it's almost over
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| (They know)
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| (They know)
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| Last year I needed change of pace
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| Couldn't take the pace of change
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| Moving hastily
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| But this year, though I'm far from home
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| In Trench I'm not alone
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| These faces facin' me
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| They know
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| They know
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| What I mean |