Dormant fires

I'm sitting on the storm that i got soaked by.
The sun's only 7 miles away, and I can feel it rising out of me
Fearless sense of insanity, the jungle that grows inside of me.
Tangled in my hair, in you, in the new things you have planted
to restrict me.

But slowly I have come to tame the wilderness
Come to see, almost everything can be influenced, everyobody
can be controlled. But not me. I have unspoken things
I keep you on the outside, because I know you will run or be burned
I forget the number for Emergency.

Passions lie dormant for the sake of your satisfaction
Have you been satiated? Happy with this half-facet presented to you
And I will turn and melt and become moulded again
But the crystal core you can't get to, the most important
parts, are the ones that are unseen

But we can get a bass line and a dark night
We can get inebriated and take off one thing at a time
You can try to draw it out of me, like a silent scream
But you still won't be able to see.
My head's screwed on too tight, my heart is burning
In a fenced off cage, I don't know where I hid the key.

But the metal is close to melting, coming down
Down, down. It's going to burn down to the base.
You should start to run, I'll give you a head start.
I already have. Don't underestimate how far the heat will spread.
Make sure you're still able to breathe, keep a reserve.
Keep it down. Hide there in the corner.
Hold on tight.