Wings On Fire [Intro: low detuned guitar pulse, distant ambience, restrained drums entering] [Verse 1: intimate low male vocal, tense and controlled] You saw the smoke before I did Or maybe I just looked away Kept both hands steady on the wheel While everything began to change You called it reckless, called it fear Said I was running from the past I let you think you knew me well I never bothered to correct that [Pre-Chorus: guitars widen, vocal intensity rising] There was no warning No mistake No hand reaching out Too late [Chorus: massive distorted guitars, full drums, soaring raw melodic vocal] I wanted out I wanted everything undone No clean escape No place left to become You thought I fell You thought I couldn't turn it back You want the truth? I lit the match Now watch me go With my wings on fire [Verse 2: pull back hard, hypnotic guitar, close vocal] Don't dress the damage up as fate Don't make a victim of my name I knew the cost before I moved And moved before I could explain Some doors will open if you wait Some only open when you leave I chose the wound I understood Over the one I couldn't see [Pre-Chorus: tension building, heavier than first] There was no rescue No mistake I felt the heat And stayed [Chorus: explosive, wider harmonies, heavier guitars] I wanted out I wanted everything undone No clean escape No place left to become You thought I fell You thought I couldn't turn it back You want the truth? I lit the match Now watch me go With my wings on fire [Bridge: drums drop back, ominous guitar drone, vocal nearly whispered] Don't call it courage Don't call it shame Don't carve a reason Into my name I wasn't broken I wasn't saved I chose the moment I chose the flame [Breakdown: instruments collapse to near silence] [Whispered, close] Truth is... [Heavy guitars slam back in] I lit the match [Final Chorus: enormous, desperate melodic vocal, maximum weight] I wanted out So I became the damage done No clean escape No second life to run You thought I fell But I was never coming back Now you know why I lit the match And if I go down I'll go down mine With my wings My wings on fire [Outro: instruments decay into feedback and ambience, exhausted vocal] No one pushed me No one asked [Near whisper] Truth is... I lit the match
