Smoke Damage

Since the day that we met, I remember I saw the smoke and I ran with the fire.
What you represent and offer, I couldn’t recede but I should’ve known better.
The outstanding debt and order, my facial expressions begin to grow morbid.
For the first time, then the next time.
Do you see the fear in my eyes?
Do you see the fear in my heart?
It leads me still, for how long I’ll never know, maybe one day you won’t hold
me down.
Signed the day that we met, I remember I saw the smoke and was burned in your
fire.
Contracts of regret not forgotten, I was at fault, there’s no mistaking.
The upstanding morals and demons, the bed that you make, is yours to dream in.
For the first time, then the next time, when will it end?
Like children, how we act sometimes, I realize.
There are no worries in this world, it’s killing me.
If it wasn’t for your god to strike you down, you’d have nothing at all.
Nothing gained and nothing lost.
In all meaningful lives everyone has their day to die.
I gave it all and then I gave it all away.
You have something I want, something that I need, nothing that I’ve see,
it just belongs to me.
When will it all end?