There Always Is A Fire

There always is a fire,

It started on my match.

I set it to a tree,

Where it would surely catch.

It caught on to a house,

It spreaded to the grass,

If there were people in there,

I don't think they would last.

Cause there always is a fire,

To your left and to your right.

It completely surrounds you,

It's something you can’t fight.

I grab some gasoline,

I pour it on the floor,

Even though I’ve set  the whole world,

I still want it to burn more.

But there always is a fire,

The black smoke fills my lungs.

And since i’m the one who set it,

Now my life is done.