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Fire Works -For Me-

Fireworks bleed through skies As I light up a match Yes, fire works for me Fireworks project bliss As I start wars in my head My mad, silent wars Fire works for me, dad As my eyes crave to see fire My passion crumbles... Fire works for me, mom As my eyes watch a grand scene Of dazzlin' fireWORKS My plans do work!! I guess fire works for me... Don't call me a jerk!! I guess I'm feeding the fire...of future anxiety I might even make a city fire one day... That would be cra-crazy and that would darken up my day With people's pleasurable terror and dismay

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