The Burner - Fame | Текст песни

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Do not hide these things from eyes!
I would rather you not ever puddle the price you have paid for your demise – that is all I can see in your eyes
You will not hide behind your disguise
It took so long to realize that all you have never tried to conceal from us burns you and all you have got from within
You close the door and open lungs for smoke
Your heart is sold and mind claims for the hope, man, to carry out the burden of the alcohol
Where is your entity?
Open your eyes, and shut your mouth and never show obsession!
Where is your sanity?
Find in your wise the strength to rise and overcome your tension!
Do not cling to fame – you are just borrowing it, man!
If you will die then somebody else is going to get it!


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