I should've looked through this burning rubble before,
Because now I see everything is gone and I'm rebuilding this tower I was enslaved in;
Like clockwork I'm drawing up schematics of who I want to be,
As fast as these words emerge,
You and I run our feet out of this fever dream,
This city has its back to us;
Oh so damn spineless as I'm falling for you (on you)
This is closed circuit so I can monitor the changes elapsing inside;
With tears of joy, how much more I try to change this life that I've fucked up,
You'll be me in a year down the road, lost in the fires that started burning ten years ago
I can take the heat,
I just want to get hot with it
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