Pardon me while I burst into Flames

Pardon me while I burst.
A decade ago, I never thought I would be,
A 23 on the verge of spontaneous combustion, war with 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 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, I'll never 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 form
The burden of the planet earth, like gravity, hypocrisy, and the perils of being free.
But thinking so much differently

Pardon me while I burst into flames
I've have enough of the world, and its people's mindless games
Pardon me while I burn, and rise above the flame
Pardon me, pardon me, I'll never be the same
Never be the same.
Pardon me while I burst into flames.

--- Incubus ---