Slow Burn

Here shall we live in this terrible town
 Where the price for our eyes shall squeeze them tight like a fist
 And the walls shall have eyes
 And the doors shall have ears
 But we'll dance in the dark
 And they'll play with our lives
 Like a Slow Burn
 Leading us on and on and on
 Like a Slow Burn
 Turning us round and round and round
 But who are we
 So small in times such as these
 Slow Burn
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 Slow Burn
 Oh, these are the days
 These are the strangest of all
 These are the nights
 These are the darkest to fall
 But who knows?
 Echoes in tenement halls
 Who knows?
 Though the years snare them all
 Like a Slow Burn
 Leading us on and on and on
 Like a Slow Burn
 Twirling us round and round and upside down
 There's fear overhead
 There's fear overground
 Slow Burn
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 Slow Burn
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 Like a Slow Burn
 Leading us on and on and on
 Like a Slow Burn
 Turning us round and round and round
 And here are we
 At the center of it all
 Slow Burn
 
 Slow Burn
 Slow Burn