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Tonight we raise the dead and ask them how the underground is treating them should we all just burn like stars? stars that hang over head. Could you set yourself on fire? could you shoulder all the blame? all my friends at the bottom know where I am coming from all my friends at the bottom know where I am coming from To hell with dying young I’ll stay until death drags me out kick and scream, give me one more day to find the meaning of the life that I have lead life that I have leave Could you set yourself on fire? could you shoulder all the blame? all my friends at the bottom know where I am coming from all my friends at the bottom know where I am coming from They don’t speak at all don’t speak, like I do they don’t dream at all don’t dream, like I do From Letras Mania