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...