The story
He keeps circling the place that hurt him.
He stands in the middle of the aftermath, watching what used to hold steady go up in smoke. Whatever he tried to save is gone now, and the heat keeps him honest: he can’t pretend this was ever safe, or that he walked away in time. He stays long enough to feel the last of it crack and fall.
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Lyrics
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