Wardeath
Quannnic
5:36Just like the torch that I brought to your house you lost your spark You had to learn what it meant to be cradled you lost your star When you were innocent you taught yourself how to lose Now that you're out of it you had to find what it meant to shoot Ive got your lighter I used it to light my last cigarette I figured a metaphor was the best way to remember it Before I avoided it, im shocked to find out im just like you Right in this house, you said I was just like you Now in your hands is nothing but dirt the blood drained out Replace you with paintings that made me remember that youll be out Im not sure how but I dug up something of significance Its something you left when you promised You'd leave with an equipped fist Ive got your lighter I used it to light my last cigarette I figured a metaphor was the best way to remember it Before I avoided it, im shocked to find out im just like you Right in this house, you said I was just like you Im just like you Im just like you Im just like you