Philip Strand - Never lose your flames (ISSUES) | Текст песни

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• Never lose your flames (ISSUES)

Riddle me this, I gotta figure it out
Are they laughing at me
Because I'm prone to fear and doubt
Am I messed up, am I loud
Well eat my dust that's all I am a speck out in the crowd
I'm trying to clean up the mess I made
But the towel I used to soak up my worry it just went up in flames
You see I got a conscience like gasoline
I could siphon shit out, fuck it and leave
But, I fuel the fire with everything they said it's stuck in my mind
You're better off dead

If you got the keys then start the car and
Drive as far as you can
If you got the blood then you got the heart to
Give yourself a chance
Seems like we've been so scarred
Some people call it art
I hope you make peace with your pain
And never lose your flames

You call yourself a doctor, you swear you got the cure
Prescribe yourself with medication when you're feeling insecure
I know the world is dark, but you've got the light
Even sitting in the closet chilling with the skeletons you fight
I guess you found the meaning of giving up on me
I'm not the person that you thought I was
I broke the ice I revealed the scandal
But the water's deeper than you're able to handle
Oh that's probably why you hit me twice
Said no son of mine, get out of my life
It's my fault it's what I deserve
I needed a blessing but I got a curse

If you got the keys then start the car and
Drive as far as you can
If you got the blood then you got the heart to
Give yourself a chance
Seems like you've been so scarred
Some people call it art
I hope you make peace with your pain
And never lose your flames

Misunderstood, I'm misunderstood
I will live to my fullest because I owned my name the best I could
Misunderstood, we are all misunderstood
Everybody own your name I wish you would, I wish you would

If you got the keys then start the car and
Drive as far as you can
If you got the blood then you got the heart to
Give yourself a chance
Seems like you've been so scarred
Some people call it art
I hope you make peace with your pain
And never lose your flames
Seems like you've been so scarred
Some people call it art
I hope you make peace with your pain
And never lose your flames

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