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You're the source. |
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My disbelief in innocence arise. |
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Feel that ghost seducing me. |
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Try to reach a hand in that golden circle. |
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You are no angel. |
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And my heart is more than emptyness. |
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In the shadow of myself and |
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I sleep under the trees and no one else is sleeping well. |
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Burn me tonight. |
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Feeling my lies slip away. |
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Burn me tonight. |
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And kill the demons in me. |
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Facing a saint feeling my life slip away. |
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Burn me tonight. |
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Until I'm disapointed. |
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Burn me tonight and kill the demons in me. |
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I disbelief in the summer in pearl lake. |
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I'm the pine float. |
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And now you're falling apart from me. |
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You are no angel!!! |