Pardon me while I burst...
A decade ago, I never thought I would be, at twenty-three, on the verge of spontaneous combustion; woe is me! But I guess that it comes with the territory-- an ominous landscape of never-ending calamity. I need you to hear, I need you to see, but I have had all I can take and exploding seems like an imminent possibility to me.
Not two days ago, I was having a look in a book and I saw a picture of a guy fried up above his knee. I said, I can relate, because lately I've been thinking of combustication as a welcome vacation from the burdens of the planet Earth, like gravity, hypocrisy, and the perils of being in 3D... but thinking so much differently.
So pardon me while I burst into flames. I've had enough of the world and its people's mindless games. Pardon me while I burn and rise above the flame. Pardon me... I'll never be the same!
(Sing with me!)
Not two days ago, I was having a look in a book and I saw a picture of a guy fried up above his knee. I said, I can relate, because lately I've been thinking of combustication as a welcome vacation from the burdens of the planet Earth, like gravity, hypocrisy, and the perils of being in 3D... but thinking so much differently.
So pardon me while I burst into flames. I've had enough of the world and its people's mindless games. Pardon me while I burn and rise above the flame. Pardon me... I'll never be the same!
(Sing with me!)