Fire 가사

Blue hours quicken the bottle It’s all too hard to face reality comes Left my head in the clouds so long I can only stumble below Turn my liver to ash at a pace I know can't last But the evils that chase me feel faster and faster and faster with sobriety Maybe it's what I want Maybe I'll never relent Too much physical ache, clear my head with a mental haze Maybe it's what I want Maybe I'll never relent Too much physical ache, turned into a mental haze Colors seems brighter, and the days Days feel warmer But the lucidity is so temporary Try to clear my head, but I don't want the warmth to fade Shame take my memories, and dissipate I am a prisoner, trapped inside my safe space My now captive spirit chained with ash and amber stains (I sleep inside my fears) Dove head first into the black Blasphemed and baptized in what I lack The sanctuary I've locked myself in A most decrepit cathedral Colors seem brighter, days feel warmer In my hiding place, I'll stay safe My crusade: A war of attrition between mind and body God, forgive me Colors seem brighter, days feel warmer In my hiding place, I'll stay safe (Blue hours quicken the bottle it’s all too hard to face reality comes Turn my lungs to ash at a pace I know cant last)