Letters From The Fire - Last December

Still bent back as the flame hits the handle
Step by step you burn out like a candle
You set your world on fire and breathe in

You chose to forsake
The blood that runs through your veins
You took what we gave
And buried it in your grave

Fly
High
Last December
I remember
You were just a kid
When you took that hit
For the first time
I remember

A gifted mind so full of potential
Traded all for a pipe and a needle

You chose to forsake
The blood that runs through your veins
You took what we gave
And buried it in your shame

Fly
High
Last December
I remember
You were just a kid
When you took that hit
For the first time
I remember

'Round we go, the world is spinning
When it stops, it's just beginning
Sun comes up, we laugh, we cry
Sun goes down, and then we die

(Set your world on fire)

Fly
High
Last December
I remember
You were just a kid
When you took that hit
For the first time
I remember

Fly
High
Last December
I remember
You were just a kid
When you took that hit
To fly
I remember