A man can never truly see his back
And that is why he is blind to his wicked side
The fuse is growing shorter everyday
Burning quicker that it did before
I don't know why these feelings die
When we're all grown up
Always reaching for the sky
Can't get higher than you were before
The fuse is growing shorter everyday
Burning faster than it has before
The fuse is growing shorter everyday
Burning faster than it did before
The fuse is growing shorter everyday
Burning brighter than it did before
Before...before...before
Burning brighter than it did before
Before...before...before

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