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RAISED ON FIRE

RAISED ON FIRE

Here we are, now it’s time to swing
There you are, always staying in between
Came so far, only to believe
What you’re told, always so naive

Come along
Or you will dread
What I’ve become

Night falls hard, never been serene
Living hard in a black smoke dream
Got to carve, got to be so mean
I was raised on fire now I’m drinkin’ gasoline

You say you’re dark, but I kinda doubt it
Tend to think you don’t know fucking shit about it
You want to march, you want to live free
Tried to fly but you’ve been plucked clean

Come along
Or you will dread
What I’ve become

Fight for fear, always so obscene
Called the card and called the bitch a queen
Feel the bern is what I fucking mean
I was raised on fire now I’m drinkin’ gasoline

Been so long, since you gave shit
I don’t know, it’s almost like you never did
You had a gun, what’d you do with it?
You went with her, another fucking switch

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