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Like cigarettes and gasoline I light a match and watch this scene Burn away in front of me Ashes of my misery I swear sometimes I think this life is killing me I swear it's killin me All our shattered hopes And our long dead dreams The wreckage that we all try to keep From coming to life And tearing us apart at the seams Sun bleached bones and withered trees Slowly rotting just like me Empty bottles broken glass My resolve is fading fast I swear sometimes I think this life is killing me I swear it's killin me All our shattered hopes And our long dead dreams The wreckage that we all try to keep From coming to life And tearing us apart at the seams From Letras Mania