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Fire's burning in my head |
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The pressure's rising |
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There's no way to let it out |
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It's now exploding |
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How do I make it stop |
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Where do I turn |
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If there's a way won't you tell me |
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How do I make it stop |
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Why will it burn |
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If there's a way won't you tell me |
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Else it splinters into some million directions |
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Floating gently on a cloud |
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There's much to dream of |
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Warm and downy on the cloud |
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Nothing to think of |
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Here I stay and softly sleep |
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Till clouds and me, we make one |
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Drifting far away from time |
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Till we near the sun |
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Something's starting up again my cloud is bursting |
