Stoke the Fire - Deserters

Why do I do this to myself?

I leech off the dreams of someone else.

Wanting to be part of your perfect lives, just so I can feel «alive.»

And

it’s killing you inside, just to keep up the fight.

You took a shot in the

dark and I can’t see the light.

I don’t need another excuse, to hate all

the things I do.

I told you I could help, then dragged you to my private

hell… with your hopes and desires in tow.

Stoke the fire, so I won’t be

cold.

This place is never-ending.

Soon you’ll learn to call it home.

Stoke

the fire, so I won’t be cold.

Stoke the fire… burn it all.

Soon, there

will be nothing more than lies left.

You smile, just to pretend you don’t

share a bed with death.

But, I am holding you close and you know, it feels

so good for anyone to want you in this hole.

And it’s killing you inside.

You’re no longer able to hope for flight.

You took a shot in the dark and

now you can’t see the light.

Why do I do this to myself?

I leech off the

dreams of someone else.

You know as well as I, that it’s killing you inside.