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| Scratch in the dirt Sinning in the church Funny jokes to me Sunny days I see Changing all the while Covering my eyes Running on the skies Tasting the white fire Chorus: It's got a hold of me When I'm burning like I've never burned before How am I turning to a place I knew more I don't recognize the white fire in the skies But I hate my eyes Leaving the new house Nothing is ever out Out in the open Tell me I can hope That the fire is gone And I'm playing at dawn With a sunset disappearing And a fire nearing Chorus: It's got a hold of me When I'm burning like I've never burned before How am I turning to a place I knew more I don't recognize the white fire in the skies But I hate my eyes Sign of the white fire Tell the world I'm a liar I tell you that I am tired Of being hook and wire To a white fire that I hate It's never been so great Fuck my fate I'm not going to wait I'm going to take My traits and mistakes And make a life that IS NOT fake No more fire No more lying Chorus: It's got a hold of me When I'm burning like I've never burned before How am I turning to a place I knew more I don't recognize the white fire in the skies But I hate my eyes Fall in the dust Enough is enough Truth is evident Finally let myself repent And go the right way |
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