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I'm gonna make the fucking news

As it turns out there's nothing to left lose

Degradation, Realization, Fantasy grew into solemn silent preparation

Breathe in deep, swallow hard,

Look around and feel the temperature slowly start to rise

Gasoline and a match

The only option (only option)

Suffering it's sweltering

now pooling sweat, not over yet

Eyes grow strained no pleasure only

Burn, Burn, Burn, Burn

Burn it to the ground

Lock the doors, cut the cords

No warning, no mercy, no fucking explanation

You should have known when you pushed, pushed, pushed me to the edge

Getting a bit light headed now

smoke begins to fill the air

Heat is rising, walls are melting

Burn, Burn, Burn, Burn

Burn

Burn

Burn

Burn

I'll leave your charred blistered corpse on a spike for the world to see

You left me with nothing, didn't think that I'd fight back

Now you're gonna regret ever fucking with me