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wettworker - i carry the fire كلمات الأغنية

this is the song that i wish i wrote you sooner
but you’re dead now so the best that i can do here is write this sh-t down for the kids of the future
i f-cking miss you metamechanic
get up and panic
fed up i had
i can’t stand it when i reminisce and remember that you’re no longer a member of this planet
(have you met that maker you abandoned?)
don’t ever let them screws in your head when they beckon
i reckon that the second that you do you’re dead
evil resolute will leave you feelin’ dest-tute
from journal entries to exit wounds – i wish i could have rescued you
these problems and issues, i can’t solve them, it’s just you
but one can aspire to inspire a fire from the heart
‘case the smallest to the tallest flames all start the same:
with a spark
start the spark and fan the flames
i’m set to set the world ablaze
they put a girl inside a grave

i’ll burn the world ’til they learn your name
life will throw you to the wolves
so make that the crew you roll with
and liars conspire to throw you into a pit
so harness the fire and keep that sh-t lit
and at the bottom of that there murk
don’t dare stop to survey the hurt
get to work
fan them flames
burn them bridges to light the way
learn to fight
learn to write
burn so bright you turn that night into a day
and whatever it is that you do
don’t let the fire inside consume you
the lives you reside in are yours to define
lies that are forced in are yours to deny
yours to defy
get p-ssed
make that fist soar to the sky
and no shame is saying that you can’t
i’ll spare you the lies and not say it ain’t bad
and no shame in asking for a hand
i carry the fire for the friends who can’t, so –
start the spark and fan the flames
i’m set to set the world ablaze
they put a girl inside a grave

i’ll burn the world ’til they learn your name
and they’ll tell you that their words count
but they’ll say anything and everything to make you doubt
that’s an effigy
a recipe for a rest-in-peace
a test of destiny: you let them in, the flames go out
life’s a disaster and a catastrophe
tragedy manufacturer acting at max capacity
if you don’t take it and punch in
fake it
unstable
unable to function
it’ll be labeled as insanity
and the complacent don’t face it they just bend over and take it like
“don’t squirm, don’t fight, it’s your turn”
but suspension, rope, cable or beam
an urge to burn and some gasoline
let the bridges we burn light the way forward
and no shame is saying that you can’t
i’ll spare you the lies and not say it ain’t bad
and no shame in asking for a hand
i carry the fire for the friends who can’t, so…
start the spark and fan the flames
i’m set to set the world ablaze
they put a girl inside a grave

i’ll burn the world ’til they learn your name
start the spark and fan the flames
i’m set to set the world ablaze
they put a girl inside a grave
i’ll burn the world ’til they know christinne f-cking flynn
never f-cking tame
start the spark and fan the flames
i’m set to set the world ablaze
they put a girl inside a grave
i’ll burn the world ’til they know your f-cking name
what did you do to me?
it seems our future just ain’t what it used to be
you put a gun up to your head
pulled that trigger
put a hole in a community
ain’t no shame in asking for help
the good say goodbye to mental health
these long sleeps and rude awakenings keep me repeatin’ myself
but naw
you don’t get to choose
all you get to do is pick which way you lose
i will always miss you
my sick muse
left with no choice
you decided on dead
but your guitar and your voice forever the noise inside my head
like…

misery doesn’t need anymore company
but we can’t leave it alone
trippin’ over all the problems in the world today
there’s one that we all know:
it’s that heavy hearts
beat slow
we know that heavy hearts
beat slow
now you know
now you know
the calm before your storm is soft
silencing the black and white
cracks on the road make a excuse
the drones are justified
keeping time and setting trends
conquered by the muse
holding on and holding back
while it’s holding onto you…
you know your heavy heart
beats slow
you know your heavy heart
beats slow
you know your heavy heart
beats slow
now you know…
now you know
she said “get up
i haven’t even met you and i’m already fed up
look at you sittin’ here while there’s work to do
you can chit the idle chatter
sit and chew the fat or come with me and get something that truly matters”
no joke, full-tilt infatuated
she spoke about the guilt that you hated
how could she have known?
so before the offer timed out
i decided to just head home
and brought her with me just to find out
a few years going and she takes up all my time
the few things that i owned are no longer mine
at any given moment that i have any currency
that d-mn woman acquires it with urgency
if i ever deviate my attention from her she demands its immediate retention
my line of sight, always lookin’ to abduct it
any quiet night and she’s quick to interrupt it
often thought that she must hate me
i am knowing this is hopeless
opposite of a.d.d.,
she forces me to focus
you don’t know the sh-t i have seen
she destroyed my relationship with every human being
for family and friends i have no time
spending every single second and every single dime on the she that fills me with more than a fear
has the capacity to destroy my career
if i shed a tear, she’s provoked and deems it necessary to cemetary my hopes and dreams
i’m stuck inside a flawed occupation
less of a love, more hostage situation
our catacomb of a home ain’t nothing high-brow
stockholm syndrome should have happened by now
she’s the first and last thing i think of every day
she’s queen and king and it’s safe to say
that it’s no use
and i can’t fight it
but to tell you the truth
i f-cking like it
the sick muse of music
she’s a cruel b-tch
she makes me do sh-t that’d make you sick

- wettworker

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