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Thurston
I ripped your heart out from your chest
Replaced it with a grenade blast
Incinerate
Incinerate
Incinerate
Incinerate
The firefighters hose me down
I don't care, I'll burn out anyhow
It's four-alarm girl, nothing to see
Hear the sirens come for me
You doused my soul with gasoline
You flicked a match into my brain
Incinerate
Incinerate
Incinerate
Incinerate
The firefighters are so nice
I remember you so cold as ice
The flames are l*cking at your feet
The sirens come to put me me out of misery
You wave your torch into my eyes
Flamethrower lover burning mind
Incinerate
Incinerate
Incinerate
Incinerate
Incinerate
Incinerate
Incinerate
Incinerate