crying does not make you less of a man

Monday, July 24, 2006

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 its people's mindless games.
So pardon me while I burn and rise above the flame.
Pardon me, pardon me... They'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,"

'Cause lately I've been thinking of combustication
As a welcome vacation from
The burdens of the planet Earth
Like gravity, hypocrisy, and the perils of being in 3-D
But thinking so much differently

Pardon me while I burst into flames
I've had enough of the world and its people's mindless games
So pardon me while I burn and rise above the flame
Pardon me, pardon me. They'll never be the same

Never be the same… yeah

Pardon me while I burst into flames
Pardon me... Pardon me... Pardon me

So pardon me while I burst into flames
I've had enough of the world and its people's mindless games
So pardon me while I burn and rise above the flame
Pardon me, pardon me... They'll never be the same

Pardon me...
Never be the same... yeah.

Wilson Molina || 2:54 AM