Sunrise six o'clock and I'm still sleeping I don't have to work on Saturday But I do anyway 'Round the corner right on up through the shop I come creeping, but it don't matter anyway 'Cause I know it's just as well And even so I feel like hell You can say that it's alright But I am not that kind And I can see the forest through the trees I am on my knees I don't know if I'm supposed to stay Or if I'm supposed to leave it all Behind the door the world outside still spins Waiting there behind the door But I won't let it in Not today, not tomorrow, not next week You're just gonna have to pay five bucks to see the geek 'Cause I know it's just as well And even so I feel like hell You can say that it's alright But I am not that kind And I can see the forest through the trees I am on my knees I don't know if I'm supposed to stay Or if I'm supposed to leave Please draw your attention High above the center ring Up in the rafters Five hundred feet above the crowd My hair is soaked in kerosene My clothes are wet with gasoline You only get to see this once The human torch is going down Going down

I miss your smell and your style and your pure abiding way Miss your approach to life and your body in my bed Miss your take on anything and the music you would play Miss cracking up and wrestling our debriefs at end of day These are things that I miss These are not times for the weak of heart These are the days of raw despondence I never dreamed I would have to lay down my torch for you like this I miss your neck and your gait and your sharing what you write Miss you walking through the front door documentaries in your hand Miss traveling our traveling and your fun and charming friends Miss our Big Sur getaways and to watch you love my dogs These are things that I miss These are not times for the weak of heart These are the days of raw despondence I never dreamed I would have to lay down my torch for you like this One step, one prayer I soldier on Stimulating, moving on I miss your warmth and the thought of us bringing up our kids And the part of you that walks with your stick-tied handkerchief These are things that I miss These are not times for the weak of heart These are the days of raw despondence I never dreamed I would have to lay down my torch for you like this

I aim to give people a show, I came for the sequel let's go, this flame is too lethal ammo, I'm actin' like a pro I'm ready to rock and roll, I'm ready to cock and blow, 150 tempo at shows, time to drop it on you hoes Disturbing it peacefully, look what it did to me, guess you thought I was just down bad I do it so easily, fuck what you think of me, I'm from the south I gotta show my ass Once I pop I can't stop, hot damn, guess it was always a part of the plan Human Torch yea I'm heating up, and I'm walkin' around with a permanent tan Permanent plan man, I'm chasin' the paper and gettin' the bag I'm after my dreams and I'm doing it lightning fast like my name was The Flash Reach for the top, don't get it in ya own way or ya likely to crash Educate ya like a class, it's up to you if you pass Human Torch lit, yea I'm burnin' up Undo my ponytail yea it's time to fuck it up I'm on fire, spittin' fumes like I'm diesel truckin' Lot of rage it got be buzzin', Danger Zone when I'm in public

We are the progeny Left abandoned upon the embers of Earth We will fade with fire Suspended halfway between the life of beasts and the realm of gods Still we will climb higher From the ashes we'll be born again Wretched of the Earth Gather around the globe Emerge Exit once more the folds of chaos Erupt Reconstitute time and space Insurge Steal the flame that holds us slaves And enlight the ages to come With no grave to honor Sustaining torment and defeat Forge a whole new world Knowing that failure Will be forever impending upon us As our own sword of Damocles We are the progeny Left abandoned upon the embers of Earth We will fade with fire Suspended halfway between the life of beasts and the realm of gods Still we will climb higher From the ashes we'll be born again Upon these scorched grounds Where we endure this Promethean course We erect fated monuments to hope The seal of the phoenix has been sculpted in our fate Our history written We'll be forever reborn In a thousand recurrences We persist, destitute, dethrone Alone as we are We found anew We are the progeny Left abandoned upon the embers of Earth We will fade with fire Suspended halfway between the life of beasts and the realm of gods Still we will climb higher From the ashes we'll be born again