There’s a funny thing that happens when you start a fire, Smoke in your lungs like a slow-burn pyre, Feed it your trash just to chase that blue, Pretty for a second …then it’s sticking to you. PRE We tell ourselves it’ll burn off fast… But it never does… CHORUS We light it up like it’s ours alone, Then act surprised when it follows us home, Breathing it in like we don’t understand We’re the ones feeding the flame with our own two hands VERSE 2 Ain’t no sweetness in a fire like this, Just a softer lie in the middle of it, Call it freedom, call it letting go But it hangs in the air like it always knows. PRE 2 Fire danger’s high… always been… We just rename it when we give in… CHORUS We light it up like it’s ours alone, Then act surprised when it follows us home, Breathing it in like we don’t understand We’re the ones feeding the flame with our own two hands. BREAK Let it burn… let it burn… Watch it turn… FINAL CHORUS We light it up …watch it rise, watch it spread, Call it alive while it’s choking us dead, If the air is shared, then the blame is too Every spark comes back… every spark comes through. OUTRO It’s not the fire… …it’s what we feed it.
