In the fire while I sneeze

Hold in the middle, I’m stuck in the middle
and I know it means something
Come to the fire and let me bring the riots in
Too much belittled
I know it’s a fiddle
to play the right strings
Come to the mire and let me be your sullen queen

I know you can fail with your faith in the hail
as the gods hold ground
You train in the winter
so the cold cannot get you down where you’re found

Hold in the middle I’m sick in the middle
of trying to be something
Far from the spirit of what made me listen
to her words, they sold my skin

Hold in the middle, shame as a sea
And the lighthouse is turning down
the questions that I need
Fold in the middle, fake as I’ll be
Where the anger is raging in its fire
while I sneeze
In the fire, in the fire, in the fire while we freeze
in the fire, turns the letters,
turns the sentence into embers
in the fire, in the fire, we release

I was blind and now I see
Till next time
let’s have some tea