The Black Flame Testo

Testo The Black Flame

Destroy the realDistort the truth
Save myself
I was a thief
Cut my own hand
I was a man
Too scared to take care of myself
Too scared to even suffer
Too old to become someone else
But too young to count the days
So I stay at home
In sadness and grace
My heart full of shame
Awaiting the tears
Awaiting the tears
Awaiting the black flame
Too scared to take care of myself
Too scared for self-compassion
Too old to become someone else
But too young to be a bitter dying man
Darkness came in
It swallowed my home
But the black flame went out
Was already burned out
Already burned out
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