Pardon Me

Pardon me while I burst...
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, that I have
had all I can take and
exploding seems like a definite possibility
to me...
So pardon me while I burst into flames.
I've had enough of the world, and its people's mindless
games.
So pardon me while I burn and rise above the flame.
Pardon me, pardon me...Don't ever 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 combustication
as a welcomed vacation from
the burdens of the planet earth.
Like gravity, hypocrisy, and the perils of being in 3-D...
but thinking so much differently.

Pardon me while I burst into flames.
I've had enough of the world and its peoples mindless games.
So pardon me while I burn and rise above the flame.
Pardon me, pardon me...Don't ever be the same.

Never be the same...

Pardon me while I 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 its peoples mindless games.
So pardon me while I burn and rise above the flame.
Pardon me, pardon me... Don't ever be the same.
Pardon me, Never be the same, yeah...