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Now that fear is all the rage, now that hate is on the page,Carpet burns caressed by salt, strike the matches burn my heart,Paper cuts on sacred skin, blowing down this house of pinsAnd with a love that burns - light up our facesAnd with a love that burns - just like Roman candleAnd with a love that burns - reveal the scratchesWe'll build a funeral pyre here,Are we like shadows? We'll be like shadowsAnd with a love that burns - ignite the petrolAnd with a love that burns - destroy all our possessionsAnd with a love that burns - reveal the scratchesWe'll build a funeral pyre here,Are we like shadows? We'll be like shadows…and we'll blow ourselves away From Letras Mania