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In these words that crash my ears 
I now stomach this in fear 
With a turn I gather name is the bastard'ss son 
Who by fire I would come 
Through this wire I might cut 
Atop this tower of loss and lies 

And I will gravitate towards you 
I will in the now hate you 
Whoa oh oh, Whoa oh oh 

I'll make you wish you hadn't burned a time before 
I'll live through this in a manner cursed at my own accord 
Whoa oh oh 

If my shame spills a word across this floor 
Whoa oh oh 
And tonight, goodnight, I'm Burning Star IV 
Only I don't even think of you 
No I don't want to think of you anymore 
Goodnight, tonight, goodbye 
Goodnight, tonight, goodbye 

In my presence you might wake 
Through this fiction I must fake 
Your death to grace the face of my character 
With these lessons he might learn 
All the worlds from here must burn 
For his god to imagine the end we may ask 

Whoa oh oh 
If my shame spills a word across this floor 
And tonight, goodnight, I'm Burning Star IV 
Only I don't even think of you 
No I don't want to think of you anymore 
Goodnight, tonight, goodbye 
Goodnight, tonight, goodbye 

I'll make you wish you hadn't burned a time before 
I'll live through this in a manner cursed at my own accord 
Whoa oh oh 

I don't want to go 
So c'mon Bitch why aren't you laughing now 
You left me here to fend on my own 
So cry on Bitch why aren't you laughing now 

Whoa oh oh 
If my shame spills a word across this floor 
Whoa oh oh 
And tonight, goodnight, I'm Burning Star IV 
Only I don't even think of you 
No I don't want to think of you anymore 
Goodnight, tonight, goodbye 
Goodnight, tonight, goodbye 

Whoa oh oh, Whoa oh oh 
Whoa oh oh, Whoa oh oh 
Only I don't even think of you 
No girl I don't want to think of you anymore 
Goodnight, tonight, goodbye 
Goodnight, Tonight, Goodbye

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