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Aren't you so sick of me calling your name?
I'm just a moth getting off on your flame
You could be busy untying my knots
I'm still shooting down Jameson shots

The world is on fire
We don't mind dying
I'll be your stranger as long as you're mine

What's with the garden?
These flowers are dead
Must be the battle gone wild in my head
Another report from the funeral head
Bury the prisoners under the sand


The world is on fire
We don't mind dying
I'll be your stranger as long as you're mine

Pick up the pieces
Carry the load
Rip down the street lights
Burn down the road

La-la-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la-la

The world is on fire
We don't mind dying
I'll be your stranger as long as you're mine

Pick up the pieces
Carry the load
Rip down the street lights
Burn down the road

The world is on fire
We don't mind dying
I'll be your stranger as long as you're mine

Pick up the pieces
Carry the load
Rip down the street lights
Burn down the road

La-la-la-la-la-la-la

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