| Look in the center where the cinders blaze
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| Sift through the shadows for days
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| Look in the corners, but you can’t see me
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| You can’t see me I’m free
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| I’m gonna burn it all down today, down today, okay
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| I’m gonna burn it all down today
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| And sweep all the ashes away
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| Count up the keepsakes in the cabinets
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| The keyboards and the chemistry sets
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| Look in the attic where the blinds are drawn
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| You won’t find me I’m gone
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| I’m gonna burn it all down today, down today, okay
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| I’m gonna burn it all down today
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| And sweep all the ashes away
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| Etch an outline on your heart
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| I’m gonna blow the whole circus apart
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| Reckon the remnants when they land at last
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| The sharded aftermath of the blast
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| Look for me everywhere the burn marks form
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| Trying to find a place to keep warm
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| I’m gonna burn it all down today, down today, okay
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| I’m gonna burn it all down today
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| And sweep all the ashes away
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| I’m gonna burn it all down today, down today, okay
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| I’m gonna burn it all down today
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| And sweep all the ashes away
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| I’m gonna burn it all down today, down today, okay
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| I’m gonna burn it all down today
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| And sweep all the ashes away |