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Heads On Fire

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The cross-bowed lisp of her cowardice. Her arrogance made me laugh. With stretched out arms, without guard, with a cold kiss I said goodbye. And painted limbs with suicide trims. And I don't think that we'll get by. And we'll go blind when we're on fire. We'll go blind when we're on fire. On golden wings where children sing in playing fields where we once laughed. Her paranoid eyes, yeah, they still shine. But I don't think there's time to get high. And we'll go blind when we're on fire. We'll go blind when we're on fire. So we'll get high.

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from A&A's The Fear, released June 22, 2003

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