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With my back to the wall you`ve somehow pinned me up against. Fingernails in the palms of these tightly clenched fists. And I`m somewhere in between a held tongue and a curse. Or I could keep it inside, and hide it. In hopes my avoidance will cure it. But there`s no time for this. Or I could keep it inside, and hide it. In hopes my avoidance will cure it. But there`s no time for this again.
So light it up and let it fly away. A Molotov Cocktail, my dreams symbolized in flames.
Put your back to them all, I swear they`re not getting you there. A blueprint for the outside, when it`s cold out there. It`s not clear, but I refuse to breathe from these machines again. You all depend on the filters that keep you away From the pain when you cry, and the praises you sang. It`s not real so I refuse to breathe from these machines again.
So light it up and let it fly away. A Molotov Cocktail, my dreams symbolized in flames. And I won`t ask a lot from you, I just pray that the masks will come unglued. And we`re not yours, we`ll be with you soon.
I hope we can be with you soon.
So light it up and let it fly away. A Molotov Cocktail, my dreams symbolized in flames. And I won`t ask a lot from you, I just pray that the masks will come unglued. And we`re not yours, we`ll be with you soon.
And this routine feels like a knife, entering my back then down my spine. I`ve withstood the sting for long enough, and I`m prepared to discard it. So light it up and let it go away. So light it up and let it fly away.
Fly away.
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