This song is about a house that I used to live in during the most depressed time of my life. The house grew to represent the end of friendships, relationships and the death of my brother. I dreamed of burning it down. One day it burned down on it's own, and it didn't make me feel any better.
This is also the only song where I say fuck, sorry mom.
lyrics
Forgive me for My lack of eloquence
how brash and forward that this sounds
I spent the sickest time of my life there
I'm so glad that house burned down
A freezing winter, and upstairs hellhole
A loft with faulty wiring
my head was probably worse
Burn me in the crucible of my friendship
It should have been more a catharsis
A charred out staircase wasn't enough
It should have burned to the fucking ground
Burn me in the crucible of my friendship
It should have been more a catharsis
A charred out living room wasn't enough
It should have burned to the fucking ground
Trying times of my life
challenged by my insecurities
when I needed to be alone
Having you there was something that I didn't need
If I could communicate
My feelings would float away
like smoke into the clouds
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