I've been told, like a soldier I would burn, before the camera Gasp of horror, in an armchair Across the world, in a moment There's no time, for sending mens You expression, outraged Declamation, upstaged
Agent orange, I'm on fire
No one knows, it's like magic Ask me why, it's on living Count of heads, it's so easy Now that I'm gone, I'll be busy It's a game, we're all children It's a game, we're all children