Face

I won't apologize because I don't burn the way I used to
Because I won't light your fire the way you want me to
I ignite for the sake of it
And I don't snuff out easily

Tonight I fought God and I won
Pouring salt in her wounds
Now the house fire rages around us
And I can't think of a more fitting tomb

Outside the rain falls and floods and drowns everything
Smoldering ashes remain where we used to be
God, I hate you, loathe you
Jesus Christ, let me forget you

Tonight I fought God and I won
Pouring salt in her wounds
Now the house fire rages around us
And I can't think of a more fitting tomb

Flames like a fever around your face



Credits
Writer(s): Ben Briles
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