48 lines
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48 lines
1.1 KiB
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Something's tearing me down, and I
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Can't help but feel it's coming from you
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She's a gunshot bride, with a triggered cries
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I just wonder what we've gotten ourselves into
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In a trail of fire, I know we will be free again
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In the end we will be one
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In a trail of fire, I'll burn before you bury me
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Set your sight for the sun
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Mind is willing, soul remains
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This woman cannot be saved
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From the draw into the fire
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Mind is willing, soul remains
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This woman cannot be saved
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From the draw into the fire
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Anything to bring it on home
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Bring it on home
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Bring it on home
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Bring it on home
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Flesh too weak to jump itself
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Heal the wounds or crack the shell
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Lift yourself from what's below
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Flesh too weak to jump itself
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Heal the wounds or crack the shell
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Lift yourself from what's below
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Raise the anchor; bring it on home
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Bring it on home
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Bring it on home
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Bring it on home
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In a trail of fire, I know we will be free again
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In the end we will be one
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In a trail of fire, I'll burn before you bury me
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Set your sight for the sun
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Bring it on home
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Name Propane Nightmares
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Artist Pendulum
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Album In Silico
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