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Like flames |
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Something you've heard, somewhere you've seen |
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Too real to ignore you've chosen not to believe |
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From the black of their pain to the white of their fear |
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In the dust they die while eden lies near |
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The freedom bought changed hands, was sold |
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This heat of love has turned ice-cold |
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We just can't escape it |
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Like flames reaching out from the sun |
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From the garden of love been banished too long |
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And the balance will shift between the week and the strong |
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Once they would beg and they would plead but now they demand |
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Divided by those that need and those that command |
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The freedom bought changed hands, was sold |
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This heat of love has turned ice-cold and |
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We never learn but we know too well |
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Heaven's died and gone to Hell |
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We just can't escape it |
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Like flames reaching out from the sun |
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We can't defeat it |
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Like flames reaching out from the sun |
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Now you watch but you should have run |
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Like flames that leap from the base of the sun |
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And you dream you're free but you'll awake |
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Too much too late, too much too late |
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The freedom bought changed hands, was sold |
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This heat of love has turned ice-cold and |
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We never learn but we know too well |
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Heaven's died and gone to Hell |
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We just can't escape it |
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Like flames reaching out from the sun |
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We can't defeat it |
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Like flames reaching out from the sun |
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We just can't escape it |
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Like flames, like flames |
