Thought Like Flames

I hear you So don't you say another word Now here you are standing there Crushing yourself I'm near you But my eyes see a different world Here you are, standing there Breaking my heart as you're crushing yourself But lately you've been painting on the walls With the black fire you lit And you call it your mirror And then you hate it And then you spit on it But sorry, you're not a god Now every thought you feel within turning into flames So hold your breath 'cause all I can smell is ashes Sorry But you're not God Sorry But you're not God I hear you But I can't recognize even a sentence as truth Who lit that black flame in your heart And I'm near you But my words land far from your heart You turn your back and I don't know where to start But lately you've been painting on the wall With the black fire you lit And it's a lie and I hate it But still you think it's you And you keep it But sorry, you're not a god Now every thought you feel within turning into flames So hold your breath 'cause all I can smell is ashes Sorry But you're not God Sorry But you're not God Sister, it's not your call To create this lying image of yourself Sorry, you're not a god Sorry, you're not a god Now every thought you feel within turning into flames So hold your breath 'cause all I can smell is ashes Sorry But you're not Sorry But you're not Sorry But you're not God