"Smoke Screen" lyrics
"Smoke Screen"
Back and forth between
Right and wrong won't save me
Begging for clarity
In the thick of a smoke screen
I feel flammable
Like my touch is a torch
It's uncontrollable
So watch both ends burn
Watch both ends burn
Back and forth between
Right and wrong won't save me
Begging for air to breathe
In the thick of a smoke screen
I wanna be put out
But my mouth is a torch
And every word I spoke
Burnt up a hole
Burnt up a hole
Wait my turn, need to learn
To put weight on my words
Nervous I'll burn it down
Feel the heat, start a fire when I speak
There's a spark between my teeth
I'll burn it down
Burned out, but it still glows
Burns out slow
Back and forth between
Right and wrong won't save me
Begging for clarity
In the thick of a smoke screen
Wait my turn, need to learn
Burned out
To put weight on my words
Nervous I'll burn it down
But still there's a glow
Feel the heat
Start a fire when I speak
Burns out
There's a spark between my teeth
Slow
Writer(s): Sean McCall, Christopher Michael Kearney, Ryan Cullen, Zayna Youssef, Jayce Williams
- AZLyrics
- S
- Sweet Pill Lyrics
album:
"Still There's A Glow" (2026)
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