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Texty: Thousand Foot Krutch. The Flame in All of Us. Safest Place.

I'm convinced I've seen an escape for everything
They might have different names but they're all the same
But the secret's safe inside, alone and dark it hides
And I'd ignore it but it won't go away

And all I feel is static, this beat is automatic
I've tried to kick this habit but every time I grab it

And I won't be the safest place to hide
Take this cup from me, your sick and twisted lies
And I won't be your safest place to hide
Lord, help me break these chains, I need to see the light

And now I see the way, you've constructed me
Taking all that was and throwing it away
Now I know it's just the flame in all of us
And I can burn this up or blow it away

And all I feel is static, this beat is automatic
I've tried to kick this habit but every time I grab it

And I won't be the safest place to hide
Take this cup from me, your sick and twisted lies
And I won't be your safest place to hide
Lord, help me break these chains, I need to see the light

And all I feel is friction, I don't want it
I hate this addiction
And all I feel is friction, I don't want it
I hate this addiction

And all I feel is friction, I don't want it
I hate this addiction
And all I feel is friction, I don't want it
I hate this addiction

And all I feel is friction, I don't want it
I hate this addiction
And all I feel is friction, I don't want it
I hate this addiction

And I won't be the safest place to hide
Take this cup from me, your sick and twisted lies
And I won't be your safest place to hide
Lord, help me break these chains, I need to see the light

And I won't be the safest place to hide
Take this cup from me, your sick and twisted lies
And I won't be your safest place to hide
Lord, help me break these chains, I need to see the light