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backdraft

backdraft
With burned bridges I can’t see where I came from 
I let the smoke fill the room and consume me 
We’ve broken doors down For all that we came for 
Is this the life Or was it a dream 
Distance yourself They’re all in it together 
Flocks of a feather Killing off bees 
Maybe that’s why The honey was sour
They polinated the flours with My captured queen 
Wicked loverI’m yours to devour They’ve picked from my carcass With my self esteem YouRun your fingers thru my hair like sunflowers Pick from my conscious Nd grow up my seed What happens when radiation devours But poison my fruit And steal the life from my tree With limb and limb I branch myself out to desire The deadliest touch To come in contact with me