Burning Fireflies - Stories Untold

See the young addict

cling to his habits

searching attics for fireflies

and he’ll buy

he lost his soul to his corpse

it don’t give any remorse

its a parasite

He don’t known anymore

he’s alone

For what its worth,

They said he’s a man now

He don’t do what he’s told

he don’t hold his tongue

Its a cruth

He’s gonna burn up all night

for last night, his firefly

came in and left

like a last night stand

so he’s writing again

He’s hoping this time

He’ll mean what he says

He hasn’t eat in a week

His energy weak

He moves on with the light off

He’s in his head long

Thinking thoughts he can’t stop

when he start

so he hangs on life

and everyday is a fight

and I know you’re right

It’s just a matter of time

Until he loses his mind

and every late night thought

is just a picture of you

and him together

You’re wearing his sweater

I want it back

Burn… burn all your fireflies

Burn… burn all your fireflies