Flick The Lighter

It’s a burning

Kind of night

Flick the lighter 

Little flame in my hand

Watch the shadows dance

And it’s about the contrast

The light and the smoke

This is living

Burning up, burning out

I’m walking in the ashes

Of my past

And I’m alive

I’m alive

And I’m not above

Setting this all aflame

If it’s a rebirth then

I’ll sure fucking 

Miss all the nice things

You bet I’ll never forget

But it’s a burning

Kind of night

I’ll light it up if I have to

Flick the lighter

Little flame in my hand

Watch my world burn 

In the dancing shadows

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