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Walking in silence |
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I'm rushing to take my time |
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I'm willing to lose my mind to have it all |
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But it must be nice to think that you're always right |
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And give out this good advice |
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Well, I've heard enough |
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But here's my soul, come on and get it |
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Wrapped in gold, I know you want it |
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It's not mine anymore |
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But you'd, oh, walk away from me if my house was burning |
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And you won't even look back and smile |
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And I see all the games you play to keep your world turning |
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Oh, if my house was burning, burning, burning |
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Take one sip and dream up this counterfeit |
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I wish I could stick to it, then I'd have it all |
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Here's my soul, come on and get it |
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Wrapped in gold, I know you want it |
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It's not mine anymore |
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But you'd, oh, walk away from me if my house was burning |
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And you won't even look back and smile |
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And I see all the games you play to keep your world turning |
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Oh, if my house was burning, burning, burning |
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If my house was burning, would you run away? |
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If my house was burning, would you run or stay? |
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If my house was burning, would you run away? |
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If my house was burning? |
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And you won't even look back and smile |
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And I see all the games you play to keep your world turning |
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Oh, if my house was burning, burning, burning |
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If my house was burning, burning |
