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I'm worried about my heart From the pre-cambrian period To the advent of modern medicine My heart beat with feeling in the mesoderm Put your fire With my fire And we'll burn brighter Burn brighter And I feel my heart is weak Maybe it stops when the beat drops And I'll be dead on a stage While the band still plays
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Apr 6, 2016
Apr 6, 2016 at 4:40 PM UTC
Burn brighter
I'm worried about my heart From the pre-cambrian period To the advent of modern medicine My heart beat with feeling in the mesoderm Put your fire With my fire And we'll burn brighter Burn brighter And I feel my heart is weak Maybe it stops when the beat drops And I'll be dead on a stage While the band still plays
torin
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Apr 6, 2016
Apr 6, 2016 at 4:40 PM UTC
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