Double Flame Paroles

No matter how far you fall,

there's always the urge

to go all the way down.



Today on a ghetto street

I heard birds and people meet in sound.

It was beautiful, it was terrible.

I feel a rupture in my brain,

am I finally going insane?
I hope so.

I need it.

I am so raw.



No matter how far you fall,

there's always a hand to yank you back-

accept the hand but understand

it's a complicated pact.