waiting for the ax to come falling
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bracing for the stones that we know so well
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blistered and bruised,
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while we suffer through you...
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all to allow you enough rope to hang yourselves
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(chorus)
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we¡¯re burning,
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burning so patiently.
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get out while you can, this house is coming down.
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there will be nothing left.
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burning,
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burning, so patiently.
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and you know how it is...
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all of this time and so little has changed.
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the powers that be
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assuming authority.
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have you no memory of how this always ends?
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with...
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(bridge)
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turn the shiv inward.
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we understand.
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guilty as hell,
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with my own sins to tell
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black sheep can still smell their own
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now the witches are smiling.
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as only they can...
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burned free of the stake, it¡¯s you we¡¯ll embrace.
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and when this is over, we¡¯ll see who¡¯s left standing.
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burning
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Witch Trial
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| Stavesacre |
