Intergalactic gas surrounds the core of the solar

Now I'm born a supernova, I blow your mind to bipolar

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Chorus

This situation is fire, arsenic live wire

DONT INTERVINE WHEN IM STANDING IN THE KEROSENE

Times about to expire, will I ever retire

I GOT A SCHEME WITH THE LIGHTER AND THE GASOLINE

This situation is fire, arsenic live wire

DONT INTERVINE WHEN IM STANDING IN THE KEROSENE

Times about to expire, will I ever retire

I GOT A SCHEME WITH THE LIGHTER AND THE GASOLINE

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Witness hells architect, spit brimestone dialect

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Choice of fuel acid rain, blow your mind from subterrain

I return to supernova baptise in the solar

This situation is fire, arsenic live wire

DONT INTERVINE WHEN IM STANDING IN THE KEROSENE

Times about to expire, will I ever retire

I GOT A SCHEME WITH THE LIGHTER AND THE GASOLINE

This situation is fire, arsenic live wire

DONT INTERVINE WHEN IM STANDING IN THE KEROSENE

Times about to expire, will I ever retire

I GOT A SCHEME WITH THE LIGHTER AND THE GASOLINE

I rain fire, I burn live wires and cause friction

Spit flames that will give your brain addictions

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Its my dereliction, when im inside your jurisdiction

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Arsonic heat no restrictions, verbal backdrafts of demolition

NEVER PROGRAMMABLE, I'M FLAMMIBLE

This situation is fire, arsenic live wire

DONT INTERVINE WHEN IM STANDING IN THE KEROSENE

Times about to expire, will I ever retire

I GOT A SCHEME WITH THE LIGHTER AND THE GASOLINE

This situation is fire, arsenic live wire

DONT INTERVINE WHEN IM STANDING IN THE KEROSENE

Times about to expire, will I ever retire

I GOT A SCHEME WITH THE LIGHTER AND THE GASOLINE