We find ourselves still pacing along these broken boards of a crumbling soul, blindsided by what we can't control, and I'm breathing in to start again.
No smoke without fire, no fire where there's smoke. No smoke without fire as we move from the shadows
I'm searching way down deep, for these confessions that speak, they cultivate indifference, between irony and ignorance, and I'm breathing I to start again
These actions are empty and lacking any kind of empathy, tomorrow will be a better day.
No smoke without fire, no fire where there's smoke. No smoke without fire as we move from the shadows."