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Got a match in my pocket
Got a name on my tongue
Every doubt that you dropped on me
Pile it up
That’s fuel
You said “know your limits”
I said “watch me run”
Stand back from the border line
I’m stepping straight through
All of my scars
Glow in the dark
You call it broken
I call it spark
Burn it up
Till the old world’s ash on my shoes
Burn it up
Every locked door
Every excuse
If it tried to hold me
I’ll turn it into dust
Turn it into dust
Burn it up (burn it up)
I was quiet
I was patient
Counting stars in a cage
Now the walls got my fingerprints
Like a warning sign
Every “never” that you handed me
I wear it right on my sleeve
Treat your doubt like gasoline
On a power line
All of my scars
Glow in the dark
You call it broken
I call it spark
Burn it up
Till the old world’s ash on my shoes
Burn it up
Every locked door
Every excuse
If it tried to hold me
I’ll turn it into dust
Turn it into dust
Burn it up (hey, burn it up)
I won’t beg for a seat at your table
I’ll light my own sign in the sky
If you’re scared of the flame
Stay in shadows
I was born for the fire
For the fire
Burn it up
Till the old world’s ash on my shoes
Burn it up
Every locked door
Every excuse
If it tried to hold me
I’ll turn it into dust
Turn it into dust
Burn it up (burn it up)
Burn it up (burn it up)