I've heard that pens
Swing harder than swords
So we fight with words
In this war
The nib is a match
It ignites with a flash
Consuming my heart
With the roar
Words are the flames
That burn in our lungs
Consuming us all
When they're sung
They say
Fire will heal me
Fire will cleanse me
Fire will turn
Things around
But this fire is hurting
Making me dirty
Fire is burning me down
I've heard that pens
Cut deeper than knives
The tools we abuse
In this life
A heart that's ablaze
Will keep singing the rage
And thinks it can tell you
Who's right
The flame that takes all
Is my judgement call
It lights as my
Gavel falls
They say
Fire will heal me
Fire will cleanse me
Fire will turn
Things around
But this fire is hurting
Making me dirty
Fire is burning me down
As long as I've lived
I've used notes as a shiv
To stoke flames
With eyes to the floor
So love help me see
What my life could be
When I look up
Instead of ignore
They say
Fire will heal me
Fire will cleanse me
Fire will turn
Things around
But this fire is hurting
Making me dirty
Fire is burning me down
Yeah
I've heard that pens
Swing harder than swords
So we fight with words
In this war