sorrow machine

I brought fire to burn it all down. Pay what you want. Step right up, better gather round. Sky full of flames that smother the town, I want to keep you around. I want to keep you down. Cries from the audience swell. Gotta give what they want, peel your skin, never undersell. I got the hang of self destruction, forgive my last farewell. I came to bleed for your seduction, wish me well. Providing a shoulder for you to lean on when I bring you my pain. Denying you closure, dwelling in all the problems I create. Became the sorrow machine you know I’m running from something and you can’t escape it. You think you’re falling for me, I know you’re falling for something cause no one is safe yet. I’m resenting who I’ve become. I spill out on the streets, gasoline from my petty tongue. And my heart is a book of matches, probably best you run. I’ll bring what’s left from the smoke and ashes for everyone. Heard you calling, I’ve come back to let you down. The king of sorrow has returned to make you proud. And though I yearn for your validation, I was so desperate to let it out. Now that you all have learned a lesson, let’s burn it down.