Never liked the wind.
Hair in my eyes got me screamin.
One small blow could knock me down.
Built like a house of straw.
I'm struggling to hang on.
Baby, don't let my fire die.
Gotta keep burning like the Fourth of July.
Gotta keep going, though it pains me.
Make this body hold itself up.
Keep this heart pumping blood.
Keep this breath flowing into my lungs.
Matches in hand, I won't let myself go out.

Candle in the wind.
Bones brittle.
Skin thin.
Barely survivin.
Candle in the wind.

Candle in the wind.
Bones brittle.
Skin thin.
Barely survivin.
Candle in the wind.

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