I leave it burning and count the dead.
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A jilted lover, a one time friend.
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It reeks of incest.
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It reeks of pain.
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Erase my anguish.
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Forget your name.
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Can't see the future.
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I just break free and run.
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And knowing nothing I know that it's just begun.
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This day feels different.
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Feels like shedding skin.
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My mind is clearer now I know what state I'm in.
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And from a distance it seems so unreal.
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Nothing left.
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Nothing to feel.
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And if it hurt you, it hurt me too.
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I had to kill it to heal the wound.
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P.S. New York Is Burning
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| Jawbreaker |
