Who do you carry that torch for, my young man?
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Do you believe in anything?
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Do you carry it around just to burn things down?
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Meet me tonight on the turnpike, my darling
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cause we believe in everything
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If we sweat all these debts then we're sure to drown
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so let's strap ourselves up to this engine now
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With our God who we found laying under the back seat
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What did you learn tonight?
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You're shouting so loud, you barely enjoyed this broken thing.
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You're a voice that never sings, is what I say
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You are freezing over hell
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You are bringing on the end, you do so well
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You can only blame yourself, it's what I say
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Oh, order your daughters to ignore me think that will sort me?
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and sweep me under the rug
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While you're beating with a book everyone that book tells you to love
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There is an ember in the heart of the kiln
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And it's burning hot with love
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Burning out my center till there's nothing but dust
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rolling me with care into your cigarette
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Cause the God I believe in never worked on a campaign trail
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What did you learn tonight?
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You're shouting so loud, you barely enjoyed this broken thing.
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You're a voice that never sings, is what I say
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You are freezing over hell
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You are bringing on the end, you do so well
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You can only blame yourself, it's what I say
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Who do you carry that torch for, my young man?
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Do you believe in anything?
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Do you carry it around just to burn things to the ground?
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What did you learn tonight?
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You're shouting so loud, you barely enjoyed this broken thing.
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You're a voice that never sings, is what I say
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You are freezing over hell
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You are bringing on the end, you do so well
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You can only blame yourself, it's what I say
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[Chorus continues in the background]
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Feels like we could escape
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and I don't mind throwing away this filthy silver song
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If you try running a maze of your lies
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It's too hard to save if you've thrown out everyone
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The Archer's Bows Are Broken
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