Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Back to the Fire, artist - JT Music.
Date of issue: 08.10.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Back to the Fire |
The Winter is killer, causing my blood to run cold |
Just like the icicles I can feel crystallize in my soul |
I find the numbness a comfort because it’s all that I know |
If one description could fit me, it’d be abominable |
When I lost my fire, the fever to follow was awfully fierce |
Freezing my arctic heart in an armored locker, not even arson could pierce |
I got a disease, operating like a machine, but forgot — for what was I geared? |
I became a robot when the cold dropped Sub-Zero, arteries shot full of serum, |
as I’m |
Tossed into the ring, not one applaud or a cheer |
Probably cause no audience wanted to watch me faced off with a mirror |
I had to weaponize Edward Hyde whenever my Doctor Jekyll would not volunteer |
Putting me on both sides of the conflict, either way, all of us profit tears |
Not every hero keeps so clean-cut, no cap — I’m better off with a beard |
Stark is the contrast in between us, here comes a trigger warning — cover your |
ears |
Lookin' like a storm on the forecast, not sure that’s really what I wanted to |
hear |
With a Civil War on my doorstep, it’s a little late for any Paul to Revere, |
hollerin' |
Winter isn’t coming, Winter is already here |
The weather from which I’ve been running is nigh, the sky no longer so clear |
My past caught up with me, knocked me off of the wagon onto my rear |
How can I trust the function of my compass when it was corrupted with fear? |
What have I lost? |
Nothing but years, what did it cost? |
All that was dear |
Which I thought would’ve thawed my conscience, it did not — it just disappeared |
Like a wolf running from his hunger, when another more cunning, hunter is near |
Cause a bark and a bite will not win a fight if you’re not holdin' onto a spear |
Which one am I becomin'? |
I caught the cold, because |
The Winter’s been so long, I got no spark left in my lighter |
Now I feel nothing, but I need something to guide me back to the fire |
Cause if a man can’t change his stars, he can, damn sure, change his stripes |
When nightfall paints the world all black and white, bring the fire back to life |
Sleeper agent reawaken when his peaceful dream is shaken |
Free of reason, fleeting patience, seething anger feeding hatred |
Seekin' to find the wrong in the right, «sweepin' the leg is part of the fight» |
I’ve become a hostage of the monster inside me, I’m just along for the ride |
Thought I was dead? |
Forgotten behind? |
Fallen, left in the gutter to die? |
Dropped my guard and I got disarmed, southpaw now, but I’ll knock out your |
lights |
Take off my face, put on a disguise, I don’t wear capes, I’m wanted for crimes |
You do this all day? |
I run it all night, gone is the Winter, but not in my mind |
Split in half, which half is talking? |
I could be set off any second — watch it |
Shatter your defenses, shed that shield you brought, or get sent back home on it |
Matters not if I happen to want it, I’m on this path and I have to walk it |
Navigating while divided pilots fight to drive my mental cockpit |
It’s an unholy road ahead, but I’m already damned, I’ve broken bread |
With both of the devils on my shoulders growing heavy with the sins I won’t |
confess |
So sever regret — it’s said and done, but remember to dread, what’s yet to come |
Forever the steps I take will set the pace that my amends are meant to run |
Better protect your wings, I was left with none, when I flew too high, |
and they met the sun |
Fell from Cloud Nine into Hell’s Ninth Circle, a permanent resident I’ve become |
Another one of them fallen angels, all of our halos broken |
We share despair, spare your prayers, god ain’t savin' no one |
The soulless soldier has only been shown the coldest shoulders |
I’ll go unthanked for my service, I’m takin' no more orders |
Had enough of playin' dead, now rover’s sick of rollin' over |
Still some tricks to be taught, even if the god is older |
The Winter’s been so long, I got no spark left in my lighter |
Now I feel nothing, but I need something to guide me back to the fire |
Cause if a man can’t change his stars, he can, damn sure, change his stripes |
When nightfall paints the world all black and white, bring the fire back to life |
Two wolves are battling inside us all |
So who will answer when the wild calls? |
The one you feed won’t need a fire while |
The one denied is hungrier, becoming a survivor |
Crying fuck it all — wanna see my dirty laundry aired out? |
Nothing left to hide, might as well let my hair down |
The match is set, yet there’s nothing to strike |
I guess the past is all I got left to light |
The Winter’s been so long, I got no spark left in my lighter |
Now I feel nothing, but I need something to guide me back to the fire |
Cause if a man can’t change his stars, he can, damn sure, change his stripes |
When nightfall paints the world all black and white, bring the fire back to life |