Little spark to start the flame,
But only nature it is we blame,
This place seems so familiar,
But I can only see through tunneled vision,
I've been here before,
But only when I'm scared,
This place makes me feel alone, 
But I can see them,
They're surrounding me,
Closing in.

Rapid fire, chasing me through thick trees unkind,
It's like I'm losing my God damn mind,
I release from my hand the flint and steel,
In my head I must conceal,
The worrying thoughts that brought me here,
Don't worry,
The coast is clear.