| [Verse 1: Daveed Diggs] | |
| Godsmack is how the wind feels | |
| On the face of Mike Winfield | |
| On his way home from the bar where he works | |
| Nights - the worst nights, don't nobody tip right | |
| And between the marriage offers and the fist fights | |
| And if another mother ****** touch his wrist trying to pull him in to whisper | |
| He ain't making it to midnight | |
| Don't they know he got a lighter in his pocket | |
| A matchbook in his sock and a block full of charred skeletons closeted begging to get out | |
| He paused cause he's scared of airing out the thoughts | |
| He can taste it in his mouth the sulfur and bitter carbon | |
| Hearing all the burning bodies shout but no | |
| That was a full lifetime ago and nobody ever has to know | |
| He has never told well except Ronald | |
| But that don't count he was sweet and exactly what he needed him to be at the time | |
| Wine and candlelight and nice texts at lunchtime | |
| Why had he not called Ron back | |
| Guess there just wasn't a spark | |
| No no musn't joke about these things | |
| Wouldn't want to disappoint Doc Clark | |
| So many hours on the couch | |
| So many buried memories that take so many tears to get them out | |
| Water hadn't never been a friend | |
| Hold up - where had he seen that car before | |
| Blue Acura dent on the left rear fender | |
| Back again the sense of | |
| Deja Vu | |
| Strange things you | |
| Never shake when you wake up in recovery | |
| But suddenly noticing ash is covering his head cause it's raining from the sky | |
| Dials home on his cell phone and gets no reply | |
| What the ******? | |
| Where is the babysitter that he overpays | |
| Body takes over and brain becomes disengaged | |
| Michael is running his house is three blocks away | |
| Adrenaline compensating for change in age | |
| Since the last that he ran it god dammit | |
| Mike knows he gotta get home fast as he can | |
| Looks up in the sky, glow's familiar | |
| Knows those families died with similar | |
| Awnings and on and on he keeps going | |
| Hits the corner just as he hears the explosion | |
| Screams comes from the house,"Did you get them out" | |
| Mike asking came the crowd that gathered round | |
| Tears running down his face | |
| There's that familiar taste | |
| He wishes it would take him to another place | |
| Son and his baby girl in his home and he can't believe that it's gone in a cloud of smoke | |
| And he's choking and running forward and hoping against hope that he might find them alive and well | |
| When he knows the results too well and he knows that fooled himself | |
| And he keeps walking toward the house rather what house is still left | |
| No intention of stopping letting the smoke take his breath | |
| Some strong arm rocks him aside Mike falls to the ground and cries | |
| Why won't you just let me die | |
| Why won't you just let me die |
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