Stoke The Fire by Deserters
Why do I do this to myself? I leech off the dreams of
someone else.
Wanting to be part of your perfect lives, just so I can
feel �alive.� And
it�s killing you inside, just to keep up the fight. You
took a shot in the
dark and I can�t see the light. I don�t need another
excuse, to hate all
the things I do. I told you I could help, then dragged
you to my private
hell� with your hopes and desires in tow. Stoke the fire,
so I won�t be
cold. This place is never-ending. Soon you�ll learn to
call it home. Stoke
the fire, so I won�t be cold. Stoke the fire� burn it
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