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I misread all the signs
Ignored the obvious
And now I’m in a car on fire
There’s a line of traffic behind me
I wish I could tell them all I’m sorry
I didn’t mean to interrupt their lives
You see, my car, he told me it was normal
And by the time the fire started, the doors were sealed shut
Now people are trying to get to me
But the flames turn their skin and clothes to ash
I try to tell them to forget me, let me burn in this mess I made
And eventually I hope they’ll listen


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