.[Verse 1]
Itâs hard to see when the streetlights are out
Iâll get a gas lamp and visit the house that you grew up in
Iâm burning it down
Iâve got the answers and youâll be my kill
Iâm sorry youâre a victim of my will
Now my rooms been bleached, Iâm burni.
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