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    ~ Wednesday, November 25 ~
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    Fire Burns Regret

    I’ve got pen and paper,
    And I wrote your name
    through it in the fire,
    to see the color of the flame
    it burned orange with dark tips of red
    the flame is all the same,
    theres black in your heart
    but no gold in your name
    but i knew that back in the start
    so put out this flame,
    so put out this flame.

    could you do it again?
    i dare you to my friend
    do you feel the rain?
    when does this storm end
    baby this aint so warm
    i feel cold and torn,
    cold and torn, and torn.

    Yeah some things stay
    and some things pass
    lets make it the best
    this feeling wont last
    lets fight the cold
    and burn us a fire,
    i’ll call you again,
    so you’ll call me a liar

    i guess this is how it ends,
    easy as it came,
    down down down,
    shame shame shame
    the words spoke, oh
    the hearts that broke oh
    i’ve got paper and a cheap red pen
    bleeding through, bleeding through,
    the other end.

    could you do it again?
    i dare you to my friend
    do you feel the rain?
    when does this storm end?
    baby this aint so warm
    i feel cold and torn,
    cold and torn,