Burn It Down.
I’ve got a problem with this scene.
I’ve got a match and little bit of gasoline.
It’s time to get the message out…
Strike the match. Burn it down.
Everything that I once treasured is worthless.
No one can explain to me what it is good for,
So I gathered up the combustible things I own
Set them ablaze and watched them go up in smoke.
Now that I am free from the burden, the baggage,
the bullshit I’ve dealt with, and everything plastic;
I can live life without a mold to be cast in.
(in) a race to the top, I’m first down the mountain.
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