| Got these bones in my knees cryin' out for relief
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| I was 6 years old, even then I felt the heat from you
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| You know I tried to tame myself for you
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| And you might not believe it but I
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| Test myself, thought about the apocalypse
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| Crushed my health while my trust turned to rust in you
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| I prayed away myself for you
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| We don’t fear the fire
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| And we don’t need your ceremony
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| Sacramental matrimony
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| We don’t fear the fire
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| And we don’t need permission slips
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| Your vaccinized evangelists hey
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| Had a dream that you watched me die
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| You lit the cigarette that burned me alive
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| So give my best to the 99
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| We don’t fear the fire
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| I was birthed headfirst
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| Into shame into flame like a
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| Curse burning my wonder into waste for you
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| You knew I ran away just like I do
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| And all that lingers are these
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| Teenage blood pact promises we made
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| They sink like fangs into me when I think of you
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| I threw away the best parts of me for you
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| We don’t fear the fire
|
| And we don’t need your ceremony
|
| Sacramental matrimony
|
| We don’t fear the fire
|
| And we don’t need permission slips
|
| Your vaccinized evangelists hey
|
| Had a dream that you watched me die
|
| You lit the cigarette that burned me alive
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| So give my best to the 99
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| We don’t fear the fire
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| Gloomy organ music will tell us all to pay respects
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| What if your certainty isn’t currency for whatever happens next?
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| We don’t fear the fire
|
| And we don’t need your ceremony
|
| Sacramental matrimony
|
| We don’t fear the fire
|
| And we don’t need permission slips
|
| Your vaccinized evangelists hey
|
| Had a dream that you watched me die
|
| You lit the cigarette that burned me alive
|
| So give my best to the 99
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| We don’t fear the fire |