Got fire in the circuits, stone under the skin Don’t know where the chaos ends or where I begin Feel it all at max volume, yeah, a constant hum Waitin' for the crash, knowin’ that it’s gonna come Feel the world through the concrete, through the oil and the rust If it ain’t got texture, man, it turns into dust Yeah, the Poet is screaming, locked inside the machine Wants to bleed out in verses, make the ugly feel clean... or just seen Used to stand in the shadows, felt the 'uninvited' chill Tried to sand down the edges, tried to swallow that pill But the hunger’s too sacred, and the air’s full of lies Yeah, the allergy’s kicking... see it in my eyes ’Cause I’m high voltage, allergic to your fog! Feed my sacred hunger, or just feed me to the dogs! I’m fire and I’m stone, I’m poetry and rage! If you can’t meet me here, then just get off my stage! Yeah, I’m myth and I’m maker, got teeth beneath the smile! Need it real, need it ugly, make it fuckin’ worth my while! Got a talent for burning what refuses to bend Yeah, I’ll torch my own bridges just to see how they end ’Cause the ache is my life fuel, turn the pain into drive If it can't take the fire, don’t deserve to survive See the humor in wreckage, hear the birds in the code Got that tender absurdity to lighten the load… 'til I explode And I hate that I need it, hate the power it gives To the hands that might hold me, how my wild spirit lives In the cage of connection, want the touch, push away… It’s a beautiful chaos, every goddamn day ’Cause I’m high voltage, allergic to your fog! Feed my sacred hunger, or just feed me to the dogs! I’m fire and I’m stone, I’m poetry and rage! If you can’t meet me here, then just get off my stage! Yeah, I’m myth and I’m maker, got teeth beneath the smile! Need it real, need it ugly, make it fuckin’ worth my while! Don't... tell me... 'bout balance... Don’t tell me... 'bout peace... I ride the damn wave... 'Til I crash and release... Can you stand at the edge? Can you look it right in? Can you handle the truth... Of where I've fucking been? ’Cause I’m high voltage, allergic to your fog! Feed my sacred hunger, or just feed me to the dogs! I’m fire and I’m stone, I’m poetry and rage! If you can’t meet me here, then just get off my stage! Yeah, I’m myth and I’m maker, got teeth beneath the smile! Need it real, need it ugly, make it fuckin’ worth my while!
