Douse it all in varnish
Set fire to the wood
When your scars begin to tarnish
Turn back home again
Watch the flames leap higher
Watch them reaching for your soul
If you choose to love the fire
You won't be taken back
Scatter all the ashes
It's all just dirt and grime
Even tarnished silver flashes
We're still waiting for your voice...
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Hmm...nope, doesn't make sense to me, either.
Oh yeah, guess who got a 4 on her AP test? ^_^ bwa!
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