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(W. Russell)
These are some pictures from my memory
Just a small collage of things I used to believe
I saw your face and I was filled with doubt
It made me question what this life is about
CHORUS
Have you ever been this close before?
Have you ever touched the flames before?
Have you ever been this close before?
Have you ever burned your heart before?
And I never thought myself
To ever feel this way about someone else
And as the lines get blurry for me
I can't tell you just what I believe
CHORUS
This fire consumes me
It burns me up inside
These fears I've held to
Have robbed me blind
CHORUS
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