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				from WORSE THAN PRIDE WORSE THAN PRIDE They were children playing games Burnt their fingers in the flame Flying high above the sky Blinded by the vision in their eye Too young to question why Their destinies will coincide She dressed in white just to be his bride Love is worse than pride Saw her fall down from the sky And smile politely at the passers by She knows it's too late to go home Built a house, she's living on her own It's hard to be alone And in the embers of the flame Dressed in black she's calling out his name It isn't worth the pain If destinies won't coincide And you dress in black just to be his bride Then love is worse than pride