Set fire To an icon Set fire To the lie Set fire Bid farewell Ill be a martyr to myself Where do I go If every turn theres a vulture waiting To pick at my bones And bury me alive My lungs are whitewashed A million thoughts on the tip of my tongue I cant keep hiding My guts in tight knots Abandon who Ive become Or fight for whats inside me? Set fire To an icon Set fire To the lie Set fire Bid farewell Ill be a martyr to myself Where do I go If every turn theres a vulture waiting To pick at my bones And bury me alive Its me against the world I feel their claws sinking in As the life spirals out from my inner self Let the earth where I carved my name Burn Set fire To an icon Set fire To the lie Set fire Bid farewell Ill be a martyr to myself Where do I go If every turn theres a vulture waiting To pick at my bones And bury me alive Where do I go If every turn theres a vulture waiting To pick at my bones And bury me alive Its me against the world
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