At midnight my house is ablaze
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I feel the heat on my hands and face
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In the background of the pictures, my fingers in the fixture
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It's time to stop running and race
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Damn it all, I am just sad
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Everything's staying as fucked up
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Because all that I used to have
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Burned out in jar like a lightning bug
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"Home" is a tight-wire show
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Lucky for me my feet don't grow
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Damn it all, I am just sad
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Everything's staying as fucked up
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Because all that I used to have
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Burned out in jar like a lightning bug
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I live with hyenas who take me back eons
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When we used to stay up and see the sun, say hello
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I miss the times in streets where we never got tired
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Laying down in the grass by the empty camp fire
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Like spies on the roof as we'd watch stars expire
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But the image is a million years old
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Damn it all, I am just sad
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Everything's staying as fucked up
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Because all that I used to have
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Burned out in jar like a lightning bug
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Burned Out In A Jar
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Polar Bear Club |