while i burst into flames

Pardon me while I burst...

Ohh noo... ohh no no... ohh no no no no...



A decade ago,

I never thought I would be,

at twnety-three, on the verge of

spontaneous combustion. -Woe-is-me.-

But I guess that it comes

with the territory,

An omnious 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!



Now, 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 combustication

as a welcomed vacation from

the burdens of

the planet Earth.

like gravity, hypocrisy,

and the perils of being in 3-D...

And thinking so much differently.



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!



Never be the same, yeah...

Ohhhh, pardon me, the one that burst into flames...

Pardon me, pardon me, pardon 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!

This entry was posted by junhanismuscles, on Monday, February 05, 2007. You can leave your response.