Ooh
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Look who's digging their own grave
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That is what they all say
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You'll drink yourself to death
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Look who makes their own bed
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Lies right down within it
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And what will you have left?
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Out on the front doorstep
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Drinking from a paper cup
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You won't remember this
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Living beyond your years
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Acting out all their fears
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You feel it in your chest
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Your hands protect the flames
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From the wild winds around you
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Icarus is flying too close to the sun
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Icarus's life, it has only just begun
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It's just begun
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Standing on the cliff face
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Highest foe you'll ever grace
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It scares me half to death
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Look out to the future
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But it tells you nothing
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So take another breath
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Your hands protect the flames
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From the wild winds around you
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Icarus is flying too close to the sun
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Icarus's life, it has only just begun
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This is how it feels to take a fall
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Icarus is flying towards an early grave
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You put up your defenses when you leave
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You leave because you're certain
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Of who you want to be
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You're putting up your armor when you leave
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You leave because you're certain
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Of who you want to be
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Icarus is flying too close to the sun
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Icarus's life, it has only just begun
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This is how it feels to take a fall
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Icarus is flying towards an early grave
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Icarus
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Bastille |