Hand to Flame//Terminal Sex Remi...
• Written by Pagliacci
[Intro]
I made up my mind, i’ll never stop writing
Through the dark and the light and the demons inviting
This love that i’m finding, I hope there’s a way
To spread it around, before I fade away
[Verse 1]
But don’t get me wrong, i’ve a savage
Ripping these verses, I might need a bandage
trying to manage, in the wrong place, wrong time,
On the wrong fucking planet
God damnit, this is anomie
Alienated, by these companies
With no love for me, so the substance be
Up In my pocket, like apartment keys
My pharmacy, in school I was sniffing where the markers be
So I guess you could say its a part of me
Went to the edge, had to step back,
cause it was alarming me
my girl calls me alcoholic
The flight’s too high, I think I stalled it
I Fight, win and lose, every night, anew
With sight, clouded by chemical fumes, and chronic
But this ain’t 2001,
I got shit to do, errands to run
Turn a new page, to see that its blank
And get scared, i’ll fall when September comes
Lord knows, it took my cousin
Rest in peace to those, killed by substance
Filled with nothing, self destruction
Circling the drain, some choose to jump in
John Snow, I know nothing
Smoking, unidentified substance
must be my luck, the is code corrupt
A machine, a fiend, that feeds off abundance
On the train, with a heart full of pain,
Can’t see sunshine, or the rain
It's all the same, numb like the novacane
purposefully, I put my hand to flame
[hook]
Hand to flame, hand to flame
Hand to flame, can’t feel a thing
I put my hand to flame, just to feel alive
The finer things, made me dead inside
Hand to flame, hand to flame
Hand to flame, I can’t feel it (feel it)
Fucked around with demons (demons)
Now they’re all that i’m seeing (seeing)
[Verse 2]
Inner war, and its treason (treason)
Is this all for a reason (reason)
Tell me, what’s it i’m seeking? (seekin)
So close, will I reach it? (reach it)
A poly addict ran into traffic
Doused himself with gas, sparked the matches,
beautiful madness, these adaptive habits
Are killing me slow; its death and taxes
A masochist, reporting to you live
With a vodka fifth, drowning inside
I fell, I slipped, ate ambiens
Woke up, surprised, that I did not die
I put it down, I walked away,
In fact its been about month today
I feel the tug, but I can not sway
Or i’ll go numb, and with my hand to flames
[Hook]
Hand to flame, hand to flame
Hand to flame, can’t feel a thing
I put my hand to flame, just to feel alive
When emotions come,I can’t help but hide
Hand to flame, hand to flame
Hand to flame, I can’t pull away
I’m driving blind, on the freeway
Gotta hit the brakes, or i’ll float away
[Outro Sample from CG Kid Youtube Channel]
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Pagliacci
Member since January 17 2016