Pardon Me

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 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. 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'vebeen thinking of combustion 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. (2x)