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In the burn I race to the well only to find that it has long since dried
The blaze consumes and rips through my veins the pleasure of it can’t be denied
The well of your heart that would quench the heat had always been my only honest liar
Truth in my scorching is self inflicted my hearts creation you were never able to quell my fire