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Texty: The Beloved. Failure On. Rise & Fall.

Our defenses open, our motives are shot
This hush of the heart seems too much to keep
It?s gathered here and wakening me
And stealing with fear that?s reaching in

And pulling out with every beat
Resounding loud and clear
But only to me, but only to me

In this confiding pulse
I?ll find a way to keep it all confined
It?s reminding me
Always surrounding me

Past pictures will keep me
From being the man I could be
Burn out and I?ll burn now

And I'll carry this burden of memory
A name that lingers on a blank face
Can never fill a heart that?s sinking fast
And hurting to feel

It?s falling so fast now
To never rise again
It?s falling so fast now
To never rise again

We all burn, rise, fall now
We all rise and fall
[Incomprehensible]
We all burn out, burn out
We all rise and fall
Rise and fall