Black Fire Songtext
Nothing is what nothing is
But this one, I'm most affectionate, to me, it comes effortless
But you don't know what's separate
Very special, it's stupid if you hope for something resembling control
I'm troubled, I don't know you now and I never will
But I stick with you still (Sulfur)
I might just let it rain (On this freight train)
Ain't nobody reading my fucking essay
But let me just say you're breathtake— breathtaking
But this one, I'm most affectionate, to me, it comes effortless
But you don't know what's separate
Very special, it's stupid if you hope for something resembling control
I'm troubled, I don't know you now and I never will
But I stick with you still (Sulfur)
I might just let it rain (On this freight train)
Ain't nobody reading my fucking essay
But let me just say you're breathtake— breathtaking
So what is up? In a fuckin' mansion, ayy (So what?)
Sittin' and reading, stay up late, sleeping
Nothing takes and nothing gets
Desperate affectionate, desperate
He hates himself and wants himself to die
He hates himself and wants himself to die
He hates himself and wants himself to die
To die, to die
He hates himself and wants himself to die
He hates himself and wants himself to die
He hates himself and wants himself to die (Fuck you all, suffer)
To die, to die
In the night, total fuckin' darkness
In the night, marvel at the carcass
What's the price? What's the price for the circus
Whatever is it worth it, better be worth it
Couple M's for the house, for the hermit
Show me what I did, show me where it's hurting Stretch me like elastic, so perfect
So good to be of service (Black Fire)
The blood, the blood, we want the blood
The blood, the blood, the blood, we want the blood
The blood, the blood, the blood, we want the blood
The blood, the blood, the blood, we want the blood
So be on, so be on
The blood, the blood, the blood, we want the blood
The blood, the blood, the blood, we want the blood
The blood, you want the A to be greatest
Why? You [?] negative [?], sigh
How many times to say it's life
Life, it's to a point where it's need outside
I, I want the part on my free stride (I)
So don't concern me with the sweet fires (I)
I want the curtain, bitches out, oh (I)
Think I deserve it, just peace out
Space out
Surfing on the yellow lake of black fire, neither good, nor evil
Terrified to die, and thus, purified
Tool and torque, riding the waves between ecstacy and madness
Overflowing with joy and sadness, unable to commit to one side
Afraid to live, afraid to die
Space out, words can't be made out
Fade out, fall on the ground, laid out
It's not as bad as it's made out
I wanna be past the veil now, now
Space out, words can't be made out
Fade out, fall on the ground, laid out
It's not as bad as it's made out
I wanna be past the veil now, now
Sittin' and reading, stay up late, sleeping
Nothing takes and nothing gets
Desperate affectionate, desperate
He hates himself and wants himself to die
He hates himself and wants himself to die
He hates himself and wants himself to die
To die, to die
He hates himself and wants himself to die
He hates himself and wants himself to die
He hates himself and wants himself to die (Fuck you all, suffer)
To die, to die
In the night, total fuckin' darkness
In the night, marvel at the carcass
What's the price? What's the price for the circus
Whatever is it worth it, better be worth it
Couple M's for the house, for the hermit
Show me what I did, show me where it's hurting Stretch me like elastic, so perfect
So good to be of service (Black Fire)
The blood, the blood, we want the blood
The blood, the blood, the blood, we want the blood
The blood, the blood, the blood, we want the blood
The blood, the blood, the blood, we want the blood
So be on, so be on
The blood, the blood, the blood, we want the blood
The blood, the blood, the blood, we want the blood
The blood, you want the A to be greatest
Why? You [?] negative [?], sigh
How many times to say it's life
Life, it's to a point where it's need outside
I, I want the part on my free stride (I)
So don't concern me with the sweet fires (I)
I want the curtain, bitches out, oh (I)
Think I deserve it, just peace out
Space out
Surfing on the yellow lake of black fire, neither good, nor evil
Terrified to die, and thus, purified
Tool and torque, riding the waves between ecstacy and madness
Overflowing with joy and sadness, unable to commit to one side
Afraid to live, afraid to die
Space out, words can't be made out
Fade out, fall on the ground, laid out
It's not as bad as it's made out
I wanna be past the veil now, now
Space out, words can't be made out
Fade out, fall on the ground, laid out
It's not as bad as it's made out
I wanna be past the veil now, now
