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My cities are collapsing to the ground, every building that |
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I've built, |
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Will be burned by dawn as |
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I stare in disbelief. |
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Oh the pavement's filled with cracks, and my skies have turned to black, |
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This throne weighs so heavy. |
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The throne that |
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I stood atop is crumbling down beneath my very feet, |
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All that I've worked for is gone, gone, |
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All I can do is panic and try. |
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Try to wash the blood from my hands, |
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I've she'd all my skins. |
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And now I'm left with these pure shades of red, |
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But maybe |
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I can find a way to change and rebuild every city |
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I must stop, or |
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I could lose it all cuz' |
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I hold this world in the palm of my hand. |
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I've set these cities ablaze, but |
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I can't let them burn to the ground, |
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I can't let them burn. |
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Maybe I can find a way to change and rebuild every city, |
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I must stop, or |
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I could lose it all cuz' |
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I hold this world in the palm of my hand oooh, |
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The people stand, and sing it out with me |
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They keep singing ooooh ooooh oooh ooh ooohh. |
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I lit the match, and |
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I watched it burn, my cities ablaze, my cities ablaze! |
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I shook the ground, when |
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I spoke my words, my cities ablaze and |
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I lost the world! |
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My cities ablaze and |
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I lost the world! |
