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Almost stopped we made it home,
But we don't know this place at all,
That's enough now dry your tears
It's been a long eleven years

Fire, Fire Fire!
Fire from the tongues of liars,

You're ashamed of where you're from,
Crying cause your father's drunk
We can't die because we're young
At least that's what we heard in a song

Fire, Fire Fire!
Fire from the tongues of liars,
Fire, Fire Fire!
Fire from the tongues of liars

This fire from
You're ashamed of what you've done,
Crying 'cause your father's wrong
Trying to be something new,
You'll feel that you had something to prove

What you confuse for Glory's Fire,
is fire from the tongue of liars.
(fire, fire)
Fire from the tongues of liars
(fire, fire)
Fire from the tongues of liars

(Fire, Fire Fire!
Fire from the tongues of liars,
Fire, Fire Fire!
Fire from the tongues of liars)

You're afraid of who you are
Crying 'cause your father's done
Dreaming 'til you hit the truth
You'll fine you've nothing to lose
You'll fine you've nothing to prove

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Fire Fire
Flyleaf



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