I磛e been put down and been the target of scorn.

So many times I磛e cursed the day I was born.

Tasted every taste and done all to the max.

I磛e survived this long thanks to pills and twelvepacks.

It磗 all been hazy but one thing I know.

No use to fight it when you磛e sunk so low.

Can磘 take the pressure so I bring out the torch.

Found my dead girlfriend on the front porch.



THAT碨 WHAT DID IT FOR ME, THAT碨 WHEN I LIT THE FLAME.

THAT碨 WHEN PETROLEUM HELPED ME TO GET AFTERLIFE FAME.

I GOT BACK TO ONE, GOT RID OF ALL THAT碨 BEEN WITH A MATCH AND GASOLINE..



Yeah I was put down and the target of scorn.

Sure I磎 a coward but I don磘 think you磍l mourn.

The tastes I tasted was just to get away.

To escape the pain and block out the things you磀 say.

I stand here ready with a can of sauce.

Self-inflicted combustion and you磖e the cause.

A gruesome sight but I won磘 feel the flames.

The fire is the only thing that cleans the stains.



THAT碨 WHAT DID IT FOR ME, THAT碨 WHEN I LIT THE FLAME.

THAT碨 WHEN PETROLEUM HELPED ME TO GET AFTERLIFE FAME.

I GOT BACK TO ONE, GOT RID OF ALL THAT碨 BEEN WITH A MATCH AND GASOLINE..