الكلمات الأصلية
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I've been dirty for days
Thinking of ways to trump you
I've been walking at nights
Sweating from fights to love you
And I've been speeding in cars
Breaking guitars with my tyres
And wherever I go I'm leaving
Various small fires
Various small fires
Burning you like paper just to get
You through my day
I've been writing it down
Using my bills as paper
I've been burning the town
as the pills become vapor
And my heart yeh it burns
Hands are sore and I'm tired
lessons that i did not learn
In the various small fires
I know that better things are waiting
I the wings that I burn
