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 that I have had all I can take and exploding seems like a definate possibility to me.
So pardon me while I burst into flames.
I ve had enough of the world and it s people s mindless games.
So pardon me while I burn and rise above the flame.
Pardon me
pardon me
.
I ll never be the same.
Not two days ago
I was having a look in a book and I saw a picture of a guy fried up above his knees.
I said
"I can relate
" cause lately I ve been thinking of combustation as a welcomed vacation from the burdens of the planet earth.
Like gravity
hypocricy
and the perils of being in 3-D

and thinking so much differently.
So pardon me while I burst into flames.
I ve had enough of this world
and it s people s mindless games.
So pardon me while I burn and rise above the flame.
Pardon me
pardon me

I ll never be the same.

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