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Mar 2012
I spit gasoline from my lungs
And my words are a spark
Waiting to escape my mouth
And ignite the world on fire

So strike the match
Let's burn this place down
And rise again from the ashes
Like a phoenix reborn
From a dream that i had...
Brandon
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Brandon  On the edge of your taste
(On the edge of your taste)   
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     --- and Wanderer
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