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Some kind of spark |
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To burn down your house |
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Run to the hills |
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Live somewhere else |
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What kind of storm |
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Could flood a town |
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From where we are here |
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We can only look down |
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I don't care why you're here |
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I'll unlock the door |
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Pull you near |
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I don't care where you've been |
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Keep the bandages on |
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Making you clean |
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Keep you clean |
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You watch from the hills |
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It burned to the ground |
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And left to yourself |
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You make no sound |
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If we close our eyes and count to ten |
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This will disappear and begin again |
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I don't care why you're here |
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I'll unlock the door |
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Pull you near |
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I won't tell them what you've seen |
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Keep the bandages on |
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Making you clean |
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Keep you clean |
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I don't care why you're here |
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I'll unlock the door |
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Pull you near |
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I won't tell them where you've been |
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Keep the bandages on |
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Making you clean |
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Keep you clean |
