Self-Immolation
Deanna Giokas, Evan Vice, Martin Theisen
When will I slip
Give into fate
Nothing to lose
Self-immolate
Burn
I don’t think
I’ll ever feel clean
This digging feeling
Begins to sink in
Obsessing to know but unable to find
An easier out than slowly dying
How close to the flame can I get
Before I let it burn my skin
Burn my skin
If I could kill myself
Without killing you
I’d ignite at the chance
When will I slip
Give in to fate
Nothing to lose
Self-immolate
Burn
Burn
Burn
Burn