Odes to Joy

Love Hate Relationship, Vol III: Edge Play · Track 8 · middle

Feed the Fire

Feederism / body inflation — the fear of going too far coexists with the desire; 'grow for me, too much of a good thing'.

Lyrics

[Intro]
Set the table. Strike the match.

[Verse 1]
I love the way you command the space,
A slow expansion I can read in your gaze.
I bring the sweetness, you bring the spark,
A 3 AM slice of velvet cake from that diner on Clark.
Watch the sugar melt on your tongue,
We’ve barely started, the evening is young.

[Chorus]
Feed the fire, watch the shadows grow.
I want you spilling over, everywhere I go.
But a flame gets hungry, a flame gets tall,
And I’m a little terrified you’ll outgrow it all.
Yeah, it’s a beautiful, dangerous game.
How much is too much to throw on the flame?

[Verse 2]
The fabric's pulling, the edges fade,
I'm entirely in awe of the room that you take.
I keep on pouring, I love the weight,
The way you spill right past the edge of the plate.
There's an art to giving you more,
Until the embers start to threaten the door.

[Chorus]
Feed the fire, watch the shadows grow.
I want you spilling over, everywhere I go.
But a flame gets hungry, a flame gets tall,
And I’m a little terrified you’ll outgrow it all.
Yeah, it’s a beautiful, dangerous game.
How much is too much to throw on the flame?

[Bridge]
Where is the boundary, where is the wall?
I want to see you devour it all.
But if you keep expanding, heavy and sweet,
Will there be any room in the house for me?
It's a thrill and a threat, the bigger you get.

[Chorus]
So feed the fire, watch the shadows grow.
I want you spilling over, everywhere I go.
But a flame gets hungry, a flame gets tall,
And I’m a little terrified you’ll outgrow it all.

[Outro]
A feast for the eyes, a spark in the dark.
Keep growing for me, leave a permanent mark.
I'll set the table, I'll stoke the coal.
Just don't swallow me whole
When the fire finally...
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