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A little spark in the band room

Started slowly while they played

No one noticed, it was too late

The venue now becomes a grave

I stand and watch the people crying

Licking flames they kiss the sky

The scene is swallowed in a cloud of dirty smoke

All those emo have died

Fire engulfs the back packs

Singes fringes and burns tattoos

No one noticed it was too late

The venue now becomes a grave

I stand and watch the people crying

Licking flames they kiss the sky

The scene is swallowed in clouds of dirty smoke

All those emo kids have died

I stand and watch the people crying

Licking flames they kiss the sky

The scene is swallowed in clouds of dirty smoke

Box of matches at my side