There is a fire undying in all of us One in which we can endure no more Now pretending to give us a reason to die When youve lost your heart and mind A formula produced is a formula abused Only guaranteeing temporary satisfaction And pretending to give your heart, your mind In the meantime dying inside So what have you done when youve killed through song? Well you know Im never gonna be the one to use My words for anything I dont hold true And I wont have it any other way
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