Destroy the real
Distort the truth
Save myself

I was a thief
Cut my own hand
I was a man

Too scared to take care of myself
Too scared to even suffer
Too old to become someone else
But too young to count the days

So I stay at home
In sadness and grace
My heart full of shame
Awaiting the tears
Awaiting the tears
Awaiting the black flame

Too scared to take care of myself
Too scared for self-compassion
Too old to become someone else
But too young to be a bitter dying man

Darkness came in
It swallowed my home
But the black flame went out
Was already burned out
Already burned out


Lyrics submitted by qoem

The Black Flame song meanings
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