Sifting through the ashes
With unsteady hands
Searching for the remnants
Of a broken man
A history of hollow lives
And low ideals
A backlog of wrongdoing
We never conceal
I rise to my feet
And walk away from the dross
Towards the doorway
Of our mutual and harrowing loss
The only way I know
To shake myself of this curse
Is to bring myself to something
That is measurably worse
CHORUS
I sought refuge in a house on fire
I took shelter in a wall of flame
I built a prison in my own subconscious
There's nothing else left
Nothing else left to blame.
wreckage
worse
words
wanting
using
unspoken
themselves
while
their
towards
sought
something
shake
searching
world
scars
running
remnants
refuge
psyche
walked
diverge
control
deception
promises
nothing
deeper
damage
intentions
subconscious
dross
curse
hands
column
built
eclipsed
prison
attempt
never
broken
conceal
reign
betrayed
through
bring
talked
myself
horrible
blame
ashes
backlog
consume
flames
ideals
lives
tyrannical
actions
crash
house
wrongdoing
survive
crutch
chorus
emerging
threatens
insufferable
flame
instill
futile
confounded
footsteps
grabbing
harrowing
naive
doorway
history
sifting
hollow
language
unsteady
shelter
mutual
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