When the sun hits
Sweet thing, I watch you
Burn so fast it scares me
My game, please don't leave me
Come so far, don't loose me
It matters where you are

As the sun hits, she'll be waiting
With the coffins under heaven
Hey, hey lover, you're still burning
You're his song, yeah

Sweet thing I watch you
(burn away)

 

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