There’s a fire starting in my heart, |
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Reaching a fever pitch, it’s bringing me out the dark |
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Finally I can see you crystal clear, |
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Go ahead and sell me out and I’ll lay your shit bare. |
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See how I’ll leave with every piece of you, |
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Don’t underestimate the things that I will do. |
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The scars of your love remind me of us |
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They keep me thinking that we almost had it all |
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The scars of your love, they leave me breathless |
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You had my heart inside of your hand |
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And you played it to the beat |
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Baby, I have no story to be told |
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But I’ve heard one on you And I’m gonna make your head burn |
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Think of me in the depths of your despair |
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Make a home down there As mine sure won’t be shared |
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Throw your soul through every open door |
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Count your blessings to find what you look for |
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Turn my sorrow into treasured gold |
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You’ll pay me back in kind and reap just what you sow |
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