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  1. Lines Of Fire

From the recording American Dream

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LINES OF FIRE


I sit here in a self-made cage
I was building it up and I throw away the key
While you, you don’t repair my wounds
Need a fix baby, need to fix my heart

Hold on, yes, I hold on
Made to last, I write these lines with fire
I write these lines with fire
Begging, begging, when the dark is to control
Crying, crying, cause the memories are gone
I write these lines with fire

If I could turn back the hands of time
No, I would not, rechange it all
For time is short, no, I needed no regret
I’m alright doing my own way

Hold on, yes, I hold on
Made to last, I write these lines with fire
I write these lines with fire
Begging, begging, when the dark is to control
Crying, crying, cause the memories are gone
I write these lines with fire

Hold on, yes, I hold on
Made to last, I write these lines with fire
I write these lines with fire
Begging, begging, when the dark is to control
Crying, crying, cause the memories are gone
I write these lines with fire

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