Come Find Me in the Fire

Cables on the floor. Coffee on the desk. Red light blinking.

Smoke in my chest. You're late again. Clock goes 2:05. I strike this

match just to feel alive. Come find me in this fire,

babe. Where the walls breathe heat and the lights all shake.

I'm singing through the burn, to the broken tape, come for me.

Come find me in this fire, babe. Oh-oh-oh-oh oh-oh-oh. You want to

kick, stomping through the haze. Sticks burn quick.

Sparks on my face. Mic stand swaying, embers in my hair,