| Call me when the smoke from the bridges burning
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| Gets in your eyes and you need someone
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| To take the blame
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| Once more, like you’ve done before
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| So when you need a scapegoat
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| Just place the blame on me
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| I never asked to be anyone’s hero
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| I never asked to carry the torch
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| I’m here for you to crucify
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| Waiting for your lies to stain me once more
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| So let me take that cross from you
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| I’ll bear it like I always do
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| Out of the night and into the light
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| Where I swear my allegiance
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| I’ll stand by your side and
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| I will ease your sorrow and grief
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| Your burden I bear, your pain I will share
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| To you I will surrender
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| But in the end I know I’ll have the last laugh
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| I’ll smile at the dawn of solace
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| And laugh on the reckoning day
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| Once more the fools will return to parade you
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| And love you until they’ll hate you
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| For what you’ve become
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| And you’ll call me
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| But I am overburdened
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| And I can take no more
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| I am more tired than ever before
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| And all that I want is to settle the score
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| Deep in the night I’ll hide from the light
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| Where I swore my allegiance
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| Won’t stand by your side
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| And I won’t ease your sorrow or pain
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| No burden to bear, I’ve suffered my share
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| Now darkness feels so tender
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| And in the end I know I’ll have the last laugh
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| I’ll smile at the dawn of solace
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| And laugh on the reckoning day
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| And dream, if only for a moment
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| For we are of a dying kind
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| You used to break me, rape me, hate me
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| 'Til there was nothing left worth saving
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| My heart is cold and growing colder
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| Now be a man, just wake me when it’s over
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| Deep in the night I’ll hide from the light
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| Where I swore my allegiance
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| Won’t stand by your side
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| And I won’t ease your sorrow or pain
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| No burden to bear, I’ve suffered my share
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| Now darkness feels so tender
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| And in the end I know I’ll have the last laugh
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| I’ll smile at the dawn of solace
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| And laugh on the reckoning day
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| And dream, if only for a moment
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| For we are of a dying kind |