Houston Heights
Blue October Lyrics

I wanna light my soul on fire
I am yearning for a spark that would ignite and invigorate my soul

Sit back and watch it burn
Once my soul is afire, I would like to relax and observe it while it carries on burning

Then call my enemies over And let them take their turn
As a mark of triumph, I am willing to let my enemies (who wish me ill) come and witness the brilliant inferno that is my soul as it continues to burn brightly.

Let's see whose flame burns brighter Let's see who is ready to quit oh Let's talk about where you come from And what you're gonna do with this
I am eager to engage my foes in a contest of wills to see who would fold first. More so, I would also want to know where they originate from and how they aim to handle the situation we find ourselves in.

We want the same thing Oh yeah, but it just ain't good enough We want the whole world Oh yeah, but it just ain't good enough We wanna stay cool Oh yeah, but it just ain't good enough We keep our nose clean Oh yeah, but it just ain't good enough
Although we share similar aspirations, our dreams remain unfulfilled as we still have a long way to go. We want nothing less than conquering the world and looking good doing it, but even with our admirable efforts to maintain propriety, it falls short of being enough.

You know nothing about me You're always gonna doubt me So try to live without my Passionately crazy Allergic to the lazy I'm walking into work like 'fuck yeah' Never waste a minute of the moment 'cause I'm in it The chance that I've been given, right? The life that I am living Forgiveness is for giving So fuck yeah, fuck yeah, come on
You may not comprehend who I am or what I do, but I refuse to let your doubts consume me. I am some sort of maniac in my positivity, and I am utterly intolerant of indolence. So, just like a boss, I strut into my job description with an air of invincibility, eager to seize every available opportunity because life is precious, and I choose to live it to the fullest. I harbor no vendetta against you and preach an attitude of forgiveness. So let's go, bring it on!

I believe this is my life it's your life It's our life, in all life We mold like it's fucking clay
I am convinced that our lives, yours and mine, are intricately interwoven and therefore our collective experiences and obstacles reflect on each other. Life is malleable like clay, so we must shape it together to suit our preferences.

I believe this is my life, it's your life It's our life, in all life, it's all life yeah
I reiterate that our lives belong to us all and no particular soul holds a monopoly over the true meaning of life.

We want the same thing Oh yeah, but it just ain't good enough We want the whole world Oh yeah, but it just ain't good enough We wanna stay cool Oh yeah, but it just ain't good enough We keep our nose clean Oh yeah, but it just ain't good enough
Our desires converge, but they remain unfulfilled despite our relentless efforts, and thus we crave for something far more glorious – owning the world, remaining edgy, and maintaining an unblemished image, but try as much as we might, it still isn't good enough.