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lyrics
In a house on fire
On an empty street
No sirens storm the scene
Just a shimmering dance
Not a single glance
To submit to memory
Just a mile or so
From an eastern glow
6 pistons in a stir
Just a speedin dream
Of gasoline
It was never known for sure
Sometimes you've got to cut it and run
When all you got was coming undone
In the small hours of the morning
When the day is done
And night reveals what was set with the sun
You're on fire
You're a liar
But it's done.
A warm pistol rests
One hole in a chest
And a question is creeping in
With it said and done
Was it I who won
Will this cleanse me of my sin?"
While the metal's hot
And the questions have not
Been answered from above
What a monster am I
To deserve to die
For the pains I've caused for love
Sometimes you've got to cut it and run
When all you got was coming undone
In the small hours of the morning
When the day is done
And night reveals what was set with the sun
You're on fire
You're a liar
But it's done
Leave that note, the pad and pen
Tight ropes flush the melanin
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