Flirting with Death

(Verse 1) I’m sitting in the chair where they put the condemned Just a coffee, a smile, a "How have you been?" But the air is like iron, it’s filling my lungs I’m staring at the weapon you keep on your tongue I’ve polished my heart ‘til the surface is glass Just waiting for the hammer of the minutes to pass. (Pre-Chorus) I didn’t ask for the armor, I didn’t choose the shield But I’m a casualty left in an open field And you’re the storm, and you’re the sky And I’m the moth just waiting to die For the crime of being here, for the sin of being seen In the gears of a world that is cold and obscene. (Chorus) It’s a heavy kind of silence, it’s a heavy kind of fear To know my whole life could just disappear Under the weight of a sentence, the gravity of a breath I’m a victim of a system that’s flirting with death One slip of the logic, one crack in the mold And I’m just another story that’s waiting to be told. (Bridge) I’ve sewn my lips shut so I don’t say it wrong I’ve been playing the victim for so damn long Because the world is a giant, and I’m just a grain And I’m terrified of what you can do with my name One spark in the dry wood, one tilt of the hand And you’ll burn down the ground where I’m trying to stand. Chorus) It’s a heavy kind of silence, it’s a heavy kind of fear To know my whole life could just disappear Under the weight of a sentence, the gravity of a breath I’m a victim of a system that’s flirting with death One slip of the logic, one crack in the mold And I’m just another story that’s waiting to be told. (Outro) I’m not a monster. I’m just... easy to break. And you look like someone who knows how to break things. Just say it. End the world. Give me... One. Word.