pardon me - incubus
pardon me while I burst
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 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 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, 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," because 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...
but thinking so much differently.
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, i'll never be the same.
never be the same
pardon me while i burts into flames
pardon me, pardon 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, i'll never be the same.
pardon me, i'll never be the same.
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