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I Rather Bleed than Burn
Can't find the sunrise
I'm crashing into my soul
I now realize
I've have nothing to hold
My voice echoes when I call
My back against the wall
Where have all my heroes gone
They act like nothings wrong
With all these pages in my head
The devil won't let me be
I keep seaching for words of red
In hopes I find them in me
They say blood was shed
And "He" not dead
Sometimes I feel the fire
So when it's my turn
I rather bleed than burn
I'm crashing into my soul
I now realize
I've have nothing to hold
My voice echoes when I call
My back against the wall
Where have all my heroes gone
They act like nothings wrong
With all these pages in my head
The devil won't let me be
I keep seaching for words of red
In hopes I find them in me
They say blood was shed
And "He" not dead
Sometimes I feel the fire
So when it's my turn
I rather bleed than burn
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