Thought Like Flames

I hear you,
So don't you say another word
Now here you are standing, there crushing yourself
Now I'm near you
But my eyes see a different world
Here you are standing there breaking my heart, as your crushing yourself
But lately you have been painting on the walls with a black fire
You lit and you call it your mirror and then you hate it
And then you spit on it.
But sorry you're not a god, not every thought you feel and it turned it into flames.
So watch your breath cause all I can smell is ashes
Sorry but you're not god, sorry but you're not god.

I hear you, but I can't recognize even the sentence that's truth
Who lit that black flame in you're heart
And I'm near you
But my words land far from your heart
You turn your back and out of no where you start
But lately you have been painting on the walls with a black fire you lit
And it's a lie and I hate it but still your think it's you, ready keep back
But sorry you're not a god, not every thought you feel and it turned it into flames.
So watch your breath cause all I can smell is ashes
Sorry but you're not god, sorry but you're not god.

Sorry you're not a god.
Sorry you're not a god.