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I'm tired, I'm tired,
everything around me is on fire
a liar, a liar
pants on fire~
the smoke is entering my lungs faster then I can breath
I need someone to save me
my knees are weak
I can't see
is this going to be my resting place
instead of beside that fire place
in the arms of those who've come before me
goodbye to all of those who adore me
i'll see you on the other side,
way, way, up high