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Feel the fire down your neck Your heart beating like a drum Flashes of red as they fade to gray                 -the ashes sift away. Don’t ask for comfort, here you get none They’ll watch as the flames work through your body Thundering your pounding lungs                -desperate to get away. The heat grows high; where do you go from here? Encased in flames; you have no chance No chance to feel the love                -no chance to get away. It’s ending so soon, you let you all go Your soul to be picked over; because you don’t really care You’ve fallen to low, to see yourself now                -pick your feet up; fly away And now it’s all over, as they watch you; laid bare A pretty red dress, stained with your blood Your body so broken, so fragile; unmarred                -locked up tight you can’t get away They’ll take you away, ashamed of the sight You think of the sight that kept you alive As you make your escape; your heart beating like a drum                -as you run in the dead of night, run away *Your funeral was held; the empty coffin, buried As you nurse your wounds in sweet success Thinking of that face that made you find strength                - yout pain is taken away*
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Oct 14, 2011
Oct 14, 2011 at 11:46 AM UTC
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Feel the fire down your neck Your heart beating like a drum Flashes of red as they fade to gray                 -the ashes sift away. Don’t ask for comfort, here you get none They’ll watch as the flames work through your body Thundering your pounding lungs                -desperate to get away. The heat grows high; where do you go from here? Encased in flames; you have no chance No chance to feel the love                -no chance to get away. It’s ending so soon, you let you all go Your soul to be picked over; because you don’t really care You’ve fallen to low, to see yourself now                -pick your feet up; fly away And now it’s all over, as they watch you; laid bare A pretty red dress, stained with your blood Your body so broken, so fragile; unmarred                -locked up tight you can’t get away They’ll take you away, ashamed of the sight You think of the sight that kept you alive As you make your escape; your heart beating like a drum                -as you run in the dead of night, run away *Your funeral was held; the empty coffin, buried As you nurse your wounds in sweet success Thinking of that face that made you find strength                - yout pain is taken away*
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Oct 14, 2011
Oct 14, 2011 at 11:46 AM UTC
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