State Of Combustion

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I have to fight this rage like a fire fighter fighting a forest fire I'm woke and I'm tired I sleep and I dream I wake and I scream looking through the gloomy sky searching for a light beam hoping the power don't go out melting all the ice cream that's when I'll scream louder than a cloud machine puffing smoke like a dream enough is enough all this hocus pocus stuff done woke us up causing dysfunction in the junction as if we ain't broke enough paying bills to warm us up but when the lights go out it's like we ain't paid enough between the heavens and a place to lay low it ain't nothing but he'll in between all that's seen is time fly while waiting in the wings all eyes have seen looking into the depth of the sky searching for the coming struggling to raise high self esteem beings turn on the windshield wipers to see clearly worlds gone venomous it's a generation of viper's poisonous societies take your pick it comes in variety no matter what's said someone's always lying about some things that don't amount to nothings when fires most desired it's difficult fighting back the flames