Logan Whitehurst - OhMyGodImOnFire (FasT) | Текст песни

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See him running from the porch

Like some kind of human torch

Orange tendrils everywhere

Acrid stench of burning hair

Flailing like a drowning bird

in the dirt he scrolls this word:

O-H-M-Y-G-O-D-I-M-O-N-F-I-R-E

...

Burning bright form head to shoe

Stopping, dropping, rolling too.

La la la la la la la la la la la la la la la

Local news is on the scene

See the writing on the screen:

O-H-M-Y-G-O-D-I-M-O-N-F-I-R-E-
S-O-M-E-B-O-D-Y-P-U-T-M-E-O-U-T-
F-O-R-C-R-Y-I-N-G-O-U-T-L-O-U-D

...

I can hear the neighbor say

"Never liked him anyway"

As I watch on my TV they sweep away his dusty plea:

O-H-M-Y-G-O-D-I-M-O-N-F-I-R-E...

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