the flames of the sky are flickering out and
you know ive been telling you to come home
time and time again
but for you its just another chain fence and
another blood nose
i can hold you this time and
wrap my arm around your weary shoulders
as your bruised knuckles become stained with blood from your face
but what happens when i cant
the other wounds haven't even healed they
still cover your cheek and
i remember the last time i tried to wash away
the damage but its back and its worse and im going away but it won't

b - (you'll get yourself killed and so will i)