pardon me

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 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 definite 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...
DON'T EVER 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...
I'm 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...
DON'TE EVER BE THE SAME!

NEVER BE THE SAME, yeah...
Ohhhh, pardon me, while I burst into flames...
Pardon me, pardon me, pardon me.

So pardon me while I burst
into flames.
I'VE HEVE ENOUGH OF THE WORLD
AND 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!

Never be the same, yeahh!!
Ohh noo, never noo, nooo...