Song Lyrics
If these candles don't burn out before you make it,
Let's put them out in celebration
Of a bad, bad year
You faded to lonelier places,
And I can't find you there
You pillow fight and flirt,
Thought you'd never get hurt
There's so much blood down on the ground
Come down, come down
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