
Staring into the Fireplace Nourished by Time
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[Chorus]
Days
The night I spend some rage
The dead I'll never pay
I always wanna fight
They treat me like a slave
I think I'll be okay
But it's much too soon to say
I'm wasting all my youth
As the company gets paid
And now they wanna praise
I hope you'd like to say
He's running from the cops
I hope he gets away
There's nothing here for me girl
There's nothing left to say
Her guilt was like a needle multiplying in the hay
[Bridge]
And I'll never find the reason why I'm herе tonight
And I'm terrified I'll nevеr find the truth (truth)
Terrified [?]
I'll never find the reason why I
[Chorus]
Days
The night I spend some rage
The dead I'll never pay
I always wanna fight
They treat me like a slave
I think I'll be okay
But it's much too soon to say
I'm wasting all my youth
As the company gets paid
And now they wanna praise
I hope you'd like to say
He's running from the cops
I hope he gets away
There's nothing here for me girl
There's nothing left to say
Her guilt was like a needle multiplying in the hay
Days
The night I spend some rage
The dead I'll never pay
I always wanna fight
They treat me like a slave
I think I'll be okay
But it's much too soon to say
I'm wasting all my youth
As the company gets paid
And now they wanna praise
I hope you'd like to say
He's running from the cops
I hope he gets away
There's nothing here for me girl
There's nothing left to say
Her guilt was like a needle multiplying in the hay
[Bridge]
And I'll never find the reason why I'm herе tonight
And I'm terrified I'll nevеr find the truth (truth)
Terrified [?]
I'll never find the reason why I
[Chorus]
Days
The night I spend some rage
The dead I'll never pay
I always wanna fight
They treat me like a slave
I think I'll be okay
But it's much too soon to say
I'm wasting all my youth
As the company gets paid
And now they wanna praise
I hope you'd like to say
He's running from the cops
I hope he gets away
There's nothing here for me girl
There's nothing left to say
Her guilt was like a needle multiplying in the hay
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