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Today's on fire.
The sky is bleeding above me, and I am blistered.
I walk these signs of blasphemy, every day,
and still:
Like a bad star, I'm falling faster down to her.
She's the only one who knows, what it is to burn.
I feel diseased.
Is there no sympathy from the sun?
The sky's still fire.
But I am safe in here, from the world outside.
So tell me,
What's the price to pay for glory?
Like a bad star, I'm falling faster down to her.
She's the only one who knows, what it is to burn.
Today is fire, and she burns.
Today is fire, and she burns.
She burns.
She burns.
She burns.
She burns.
She burns.
She burns.
Like a bad star, I'm falling faster down to her.
She's the only one who knows, what it is to burn.
The sky is bleeding above me, and I am blistered.
I walk these signs of blasphemy, every day,
and still:
Like a bad star, I'm falling faster down to her.
She's the only one who knows, what it is to burn.
I feel diseased.
Is there no sympathy from the sun?
The sky's still fire.
But I am safe in here, from the world outside.
So tell me,
What's the price to pay for glory?
Like a bad star, I'm falling faster down to her.
She's the only one who knows, what it is to burn.
Today is fire, and she burns.
Today is fire, and she burns.
She burns.
She burns.
She burns.
She burns.
She burns.
She burns.
Like a bad star, I'm falling faster down to her.
She's the only one who knows, what it is to burn.