Nocturnal The Poet
Nocturnal The Poet

Standing In The Fire Demo

Standing In The Fire Demo

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23 Apr 2021

Standing in the fire I was born in cold Flint Michigan in the snow But I felt this  Heat burning in my soul keep learning as I go  streets keep returning the burden of what I know Hunger ignites the light That might direct your sight Down another road But this black top  can get real hot Like walking on hot coal I been standing in the fire so long Its all I know Got searing scars getting old How long can this thick skin hold? Get low/ The smoke is seeping in I don’t know if you’ll sink or swim Standing in the fire so long Flames are like water to wash away the sins My friend, the cost ain't worth the loss  that it might take to win If the fire is your only friend flames are getting hotter I'm just getting higher smoke is seeping in deep into my bones brittle from the fire alone in the middle weak and I can't sleep all I want is to retire I can't keep a home knee deep in the ashes cause I hit. my own tripwire the end fits. with the conflict I'm a convict. to my own desire alone and I'm tired but I know Now my only friend. is the fire

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Standing in the fire I was born in cold Flint Michigan in the snow But I felt this  Heat burning in my soul keep learning as I go  streets keep returning the burden of what I know Hunger ignites the light That might direct your sight Down another road But this black top  can get real hot Like walking on hot coal I been standing in the fire so long Its all I know Got searing scars getting old How long can this thick skin hold? Get low/ The smoke is seeping in I don’t know if you’ll sink or swim Standing in the fire so long Flames are like water to wash away the sins My friend, the cost ain't worth the loss  that it might take to win If the fire is your only friend flames are getting hotter I'm just getting higher smoke is seeping in deep into my bones brittle from the fire alone in the middle weak and I can't sleep all I want is to retire I can't keep a home knee deep in the ashes cause I hit. my own tripwire the end fits. with the conflict I'm a convict. to my own desire alone and I'm tired but I know Now my only friend. is the fire

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