| Remember days before the fire, before the flood
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| When houses were filled with laughter and love
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| The wind it howls like demon dogs sent from above
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| Birds take to the sky like they know what’s to come
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| Oh, you can’t run faster than fire, faster than water
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| Oh, you better run for your lives, grab your sons and your… daughters
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| Oh, well the fire line, I don’t think we’ll hold you
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| Oh, mother nature’s a bitch, I don’t think she warned you
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| But she is gonna show you, hey!
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| The flames ignite, spreading hell across the earth
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| Our lives are engulfed, no regard for their worth
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| Homes and hills and broken wills are blackened by the burn
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| Death to the dream, there’s nowhere to turn
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| Oh, you can’t run faster than fire, faster than water
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| Oh, you better run for your lives, grab your sons and your… daughters
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| Oh, well the fire line, I don’t think we’ll hold you
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| Oh, mother nature’s a bitch, I don’t think she warned you
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| But she is gonna show you, hey!
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| It’s a funeral pyre, bleeding hearts ablaze
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| Hoping help will come, they say it’s on its way
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| But the fires, they rage and rise and you can’t be saved
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| All the work we’ve done, oh, the dream it dies today
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| Oh, you can’t run faster than fire, faster than water
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| Oh, you better run for your lives, grab your sons and your… daughters
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| Oh, well the fire line, I don’t think we’ll hold you
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| Oh, mother nature’s a bitch, I don’t think she warned you
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| But she is gonna show you, hey!
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| Remember days before the fire, before the flood |