Blessed be messed up me
Should I feel different?
Was I crying to get my face wet?
To discern what I did from what I've thought
It's hard to discern what I gave from what I got
It's part of me, blessed be
Fire
Oh, fire
Oh, fire
Oh, fire
Fire
Fire!
Low-lit theater, quiet crowd
I'm on the screen, projected
I'm in the aisle, yelling fire
Fire
Fire
Fire
Fire
Fire
Fire
Fire
Fire!
Fire!
Fire!
Fire!
Fire!
Fire!
Fire!
Fire!

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