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Burn
Why the Hell do you think I should throw my body into the flames
Burning inside of the fire pit with a bunch of souls with forgotten names
When I am not there you can't seem to remember who the Hell I was
I am just like one little shot of whisky, just merely a buzz
You are not making this seem like a heaven but my own personal Hell
I am listening to my own tears instead of dancing to the tune of the chapel bell
I am going to have to put up a struggle and fight on
Stay up all night bleeding and hurting way later then the break of dawn
Try so hard to grow the wings back that I cut off so long ago
But then I just have to take a grip onto reality and realize that I let my chance go.
