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Won t stop burning that candle at both ends, don t go burning your candle at both ends 1997, can t help but feel like i m digging my own grave
I keep burning my candle at both ends, a leaf catches wind as i wake from sleep once again 1997, you keep burning your candle at both ends
Of how we might waste this whole winter away, and all my bridges are turning to ash behind my back
of how we might waste this whole winter away
i keep running but still can t escape
Then the fire is what you get, cause i ve been drinking gin and i ve been cursing, dreaming up songs of true love gone astray
I keep burning my candle at both ends, the piss stench of my rolling home, grows stronger with each burning sun
Won t stop burning that candle at both ends, do you think there s some meaning to that Candle, you keep burning your candle at both ends
Like the ash that we breathe, it licks my skin gray
Then the fire is what you get, while i ve been burning my candle at both ends
we get by on crumbs and the strum of a string
Like the love that we leave, while i ve been burning my candle at both ends, the blood and the sweat are for free
Cause i ve been drinking gin and i ve been cursing, won t stop burning that candle at both ends, like maybe i m growing too old way too fast
Do you think there s some meaning to that, we gave everything, grows stronger with each burning sun
i keep burning my candle at both ends
and longing for spring
it is coming my way
it is coming my way
we gave everything
When you tell me i ve been bad, like the love that we leave, a leaf catches wind as i wake from sleep once again
Of how we might waste this whole winter away, because we know nothing gold ever stays Candle, we get by on crumbs and the strum of a string
when you tell me i ve been bad
Because we know nothing gold ever stays, you said if you lead a life of sin
we keep burning our candle at both ends
You said if you lead a life of sin, we gave everything
i hope you enjoyed the parade
Do you think there s some meaning to that, the piss stench of my rolling home