End of the Line
There's nothing
left to smoke,
nothing left to burn.
Nowhere to go,
nowhere to turn.
Don't want to know myself,
take away the mirror
and tell the mourners
that I'm not home.
Please show me no more
Bridges on fire.
I ain't crossing any.
Let them all burn.
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