I wouldn't want to go out on a night like this When I find myself biting my fingertips The lighting and wind and the burning fuel What if it gets worse and doesn't improve? I wouldn't want to stay out with the world like this There's trouble in paradise; something's amiss There's nothing to stare at as we leave this place. What if this gets worse and doesn't improve? I wouldn't want to stay out when the news is like this There is nothing left of my fingertips. The blood, the violence and needless deaths What if it gets worse after the fuse is lit?
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