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The devils they burn inside of us
Are we ever gonna come back down - come around
I'm always gonna worry about the things that could break us
If I was to give in - give it up - and then
Take a breath - make it deep
Cause it might be the last one you get
Be the last one
That could make us cold
You know that they could make us cold
I'm always gonna worry about the things that could make us cold