Over my head, plain dead.
Saw an apology, untold.
Found trash on my ground, no promises.
Up above me, knowledge unwritten.
Down below me, I burn a lighter.. burn a room.
Held it high, and I watch white fumes.
Played a game, so fun.
Fight a stranger, make sure he falls.
Caught a soul, so pure.
Face to face with a murderer, make sure killed.
Slow dance, in a burning room.
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