The fire burns

Our faces warm from its heat

Nights like these, they make me think about the person I once was and the person I'll become

My mind turns and steps its weight upon my throat

Desperate for breath while watching me choke

If this is the end you can bet your ass I won't go out like them

These feelings

They keep pulling at me and they won't let go until I face the fact

Until I reap what I sow

Their voices, they keep calling you

They keep calling at you until they make you believe that there's nowhere to go

They'll do everything they can to drag you under

But you know the truth so don't let these mother f**kers come at you

Most times the things to which we cling aren't the same things that we need

We sit and watch our dance of death as we slowly drown in this selfishness

This is the end

You're one of us

I can't go out like them

Better ash than dust

These choices

They keep following you but you can't back down

They gotta believe that there's no way out

Our voices, the last thing they'll hear as they smash down upon us

What will continue is what we allow

Most times the things to which we cling aren't the same things 

That we need and sometimes the things we love are the things we need to leave