There's a lightning storm each and every night
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Crashing inside you like motorbikes
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We toss and turn, sleep so loud
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Grind the teeth in our empty mouths
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Our empty
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There's a forest fire burning bright
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Spreading quickly towards our last rights
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Nowhere to run, pointless to hide
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Just lay there and scream, pretending to try
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Pretending
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Intending to burn, pretending to fight it
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Everyone learns faster on fire
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Things took a turn, lost all desire
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You live and you burn
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You live and you burn
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This impending doom is left deep inside
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And it's haunting you each and every night
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Like starving wolves, counting sheep
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We close our eyes, pretending to sleep
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Descending
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Intending to burn, pretending to fight it
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Everyone learns faster on fire
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Things took a turn, lost all desire
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You live and you burn
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You live and...
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Like hell, we are anxiously waiting
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Like hell burning silently strong
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Somehow we fell down by the wayside
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And somehow this hell is home
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As we burn, pretending to fight it
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Everyone learns faster on fire
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Things took a turn, lost all desire
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You live and you burn
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You live and
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Like hell, we are anxiously waiting
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Like hell burning silently strong
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Somehow we fell down by the wayside
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And somehow this hell is home
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Right now, this hell is my home
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Burn
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Alkaline Trio |