Intro: Mesmerized, by how you sway in my hand Norepinephrine, dopamine dragging me in Christopher Poindexter poem: I loved her Not for the way that she danced with my angels But for the way that the sound of her name Would silence all of my demons Verse 1 [Prophecy]: Demons surround all of me now-a-days Heat from your moves got them burning away Dance little flame, dance little flame, it's your world so dance little flame Pre Bridge [N I N A R O S E]: This flame is hungry Let your gaze move up The heat is rising It'll warm your blood Got you mesmerized beside me Dancing on the pine trees My reflection on your iris It's the fumes that bind us So now we dance together Foolishly synced forever Bridge: It's the way, It's the way It's the way the fire burns that makes us stay Makes us stay in a place where father time can't track our escape Post Bridge: This smoke is hungry To silhouette your body The vapors dancing While the fire's drowning Verse 2 [Prophecy]: I can hear you growing even if it's hard to see ya The smallest of your touch can stain my body up for years I can hear you hissing as you gasping for air It's all up in smoke, the message now clear Mind still dodging the simple, bitter truth Banished to the solidarity of the abuse You should stay clear before this smoke gas me up Scorches from your flames making me heal numb Still need a rush Know that I must Ignore embers but Your figure my crutch Speechless it's just That excitement powers lust And your body f** Make a n***a want to bust It's the way, It's the way It's the way your body turn that make me stay, in a place In a place where father time can't track our escape