Am I Responsible For Holding The Candle That Set Fire To The World
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And Let Loose All Its Burden
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From The Room Where Time Stands Still
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Functioning On Pride And Will
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We Stand Alone So Culpable For Burning Eden
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(chorus)
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i won't be poisoned by your ghost
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i won't be captive to obsession
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until you learned that this is all pretending
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so much for a heart in freefall
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tonight we offer your possesion
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real out for your story book ending
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so here we buy back our reality
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The Weight Of Words Now Fleeting
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Like The Venom From Inside Of Me
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With Bullets Dancing Through Air
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The Chaos Isn't Everywhere
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But Finding Silver Linings In The Death Scene Is Our Ticket Out Of Here
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(chorus)
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Words Come Out Like Bitter Pills
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A Mouthful That Is Killing Me
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Vocalized And Fluid
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In This Vanity Parade
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These Words Come Out Like Photographs
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All Celluloid And Memory
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Each One A Turning Moment
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Set Loose Inside Our Veins
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On The Passing Of Fairytale Heroes
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