Burn
I close my eyes
And look for the stars
They're hidden from me
Blocked out by my scars
They're hidden from me
The answers I seek
I call out for help
Yet I cannot speak
I call out for help
For someone to see
That no one is perfect
Especially not me
No one is perfect
We've all told our lies
The past never leaves us
Even though we have tried
The past never leaves us
We carry our ghosts
Our personal demons
Keep haunted tales close
Our personal demons
Make us who we are
But we hide from ourselves
Look away from afar
We hide from ourselves
In the midst of the crowd
We look for our fortune
With truth in the clouds
We look for our fortune
Where others see naught
Beneath what we've broken
Through battles we've fought
Beneath what we've broken
There lies what we've earned
For to rise from the ashes
First we must burn
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