You only burn bridges
If you're tempted to travel the road
But I don’t visit much anymore
But I’m still a pyro
I burn photographs
And steal time
We can add klepto too
Possibly many more
I got them hooked on heroine*
Cause I bring the ground up
These lines are looking longer and longer
Cause I’m that villain
And they need a hero
I don’t have my own moon or stars
But I pull them in
And they stay
It’s a science I don’t understand
So I call it the dark arts
I’m not a rose with thorns
I’m a blade that forgot
He had an edge
It’s a sadistic serenade
As the razor dances on the strings of a violin
Dancing like there’s no tension or emotion
I didn’t change
This is just a new mask
And you’re the patron
Come to witness the dark comedy
I changed
I lost the flask
Stopped shooting patron
Found my own remedy
I don’t have petals or a gleam
I’m a storm
I twist and rampage
Pulling bodies in
And casting them out far worse
Then when I came through
The galaxy is far too crowded
Give me a black hole
Right at the time of death
That’s some voodoo
I could live with
I got my own therapy
It’s only good for me
I’m not trying to be anyone’s hero
The lines are shorter
But they’re still lines
Put me on cryo
Because I’m cold and sleeping on you
I’m freeing myself as I fall
Down into this slumber
You don’t have to leave but you better go
I remember the way back
I just know I’m a spark
So I ignore the bridge
* an intentional double entendre