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Vultures Northlane

Vultures - Northlane
[Chorus]
Set fire to an icon
Set fire to the lie
Set fire, bid farewell
I'll be a martyr to myself
Where do I go
If every turn there's a vulture waiting
To pick at my bones
And bury me alive?

[Verse]
My lungs are whitewashed
A million thoughts on the tip of my tongue
I can't keep hiding
My guts in tight knots
Abandon who I've become
Or fight for what's inside me?

[Chorus]
Set fire to an icon
Set fire to the lie
Set fire, bid farewell
I'll be a martyr to myself
Where do I go
If every turn there's a vulture waiting
To pick at my bones
And bury me alive?
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