Kerosene - Brother Cane

Dizzy hands are ringing, heads are turning gears

All alarm inside

Yet I see right through it, artificial fear

Savoring a fire, in me

This kerosene, my sanity relies on this kerosene

Triggering on bottom, riding out the wave

Brings my pain in style

Selfless for a reason, lock the broken door

And I’ve torn away, the bleeding eye

Feeling the weight, restore the light in me

I only do it to stay alive

I never thought it could save my life

Don’t disappear, realize

The more it burns, the more I understand