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There's a blood stain on the floor by the door where your whole world fell and died.
There's a silent chair in the corner of the room where you sat alone and cried.
Well she got something to say to you, but the words never mean a thing,
So she took that needle to her pain and set herself free.

Burn!
Burn it to the ground.

When times got tough you got a little tougher then you slowly fell behind.
Running to catch the things you could not see, running to catch what you could not find.
Well I never wanted to need you, now it's time for you to see,
This forgotten pain that you tried to hide, buried in your apathy.

Burn!
Burn all to the ground.

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