"Fire.
Forget all your desires and do your best.
Fire.
Like a supernova, burn yourself to ashes.

Time is passing like a stubborn son,
The kind that you can't control,
And he's not even yours...

The clock will not wait,
We have no time to waste,
Run to hell and back.

Fire.
Forget what you can't control.
Fire.
Focus and burn your soul.

... This is not fair...

In the end we lay in bed,
asking why we are so sad,
we sleep 'till the clock says,
we burn again instead...

Wait... Slow down,
You burning yourself away.
You hurt yourself like always...
and someone is laughing now.

Your blood will paint the way,
on the path you chose to stay,
In what bed you chose to lie in.
The lie you chose to live in.

I hope you heal.
I love you."


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