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From The Ashes...
Playing with fire Don't you know you are Playing with fire Down in the pits Burning with desire Wanting what you Can't have Words of honey Are a mere salve For what ails you What gets you going Ain't me, babe, It's playing with fire Down in hell's pit Bringing home What happens On a barbeque spit Burn that bacon Roast that pig Ain't nothin' left When you burn The last green sprig Except you Going home By yourself At the end of the day At the end of your life When it's just you By yourself And questioning Why you burnt All your bridges Dressed in a suit Leaving your suitcase Outside someone's door Knocking on a past That can never come back Burnt all the bridges down Playing with fire Fulfilling that sole desire To live on your terms only Here's to you... May you build upon The ashes of the past And survive to rise again!
"Music gives a soul to the universe, wings to the mind, flight to the imagination and life to everything." --Plato
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i can sort of hear music for that, did you write any? | |
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No, but I plan on trying to do it on guitar again, which I haven't played in a million years. Just for the hell of it. "Music gives a soul to the universe, wings to the mind, flight to the imagination and life to everything." --Plato
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