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I came upon that old desire But only found my Ides of March Even the Great London Fire Needed just a little spark
And I grew hard pressed to remember How I fell under that spell It only took one cold November To break my March of eighteen twelve
I can't learn I can't breathe I just burn I don't breed
It's funny how I never tire 更多更详尽歌词 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔镜歌词网 Of stepping on the water's edge To slowly let some flesh on fire Turn into my avalanche
I'm like some Hindenburg disaster There's only death left in this wake There's nothing left to hold you after You wonder why you're wide awake
I can't learn I can't sleep I just burn I don't breed
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