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So this house is now on fire. Let me warm myself |
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The flames no longer burn me. There's no danger to my health |
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I can see the falling cinders, making ghosts upon the ground |
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This place is the story of my life, and I see it, I see it burning down! |
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Not much time left now, before my final bow |
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I'll let the fires rage, so I can clear the stage |
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I need to purify if I am going to rise |
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Into a different place - into a different state |
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This place is the story of my life, and I see it, I see it burning down! |
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Not much time left now before my final bow |
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So I must clear my head on any doubt or dread |
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I need to sanitise if I am going to rise |
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Into a different place - into a different state |
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All signs are gone now of my previous existence |
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All signs are gone now of my relevance significance of worth |
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When this fire is truly over, there is nothing to be found |
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This place is the story of my life, and I see it, I see it burning down! |
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All signs are gone now of my previous existence |
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All signs are gone now of my relevance significance of worth |
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All signs are gone now of my tedious existence |
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All signs are gone now of my innocence my childhood or my birth |
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All signs are gone now of my previous existence |
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All signs are gone now of my presence here or consequence on earth |
