It used to be easy to listen to people And take everything with a grain of salt But now that i'm older i still hear voices I do not wish to be involved I don't want be involved With the incinerator anymore That lifestyle is such a bore Find the door I want to leave this place Can't take it anymore Locked in a room and The flames are burning down around me And now i see the door But i won't find a key It's kind a sad but i'll never find A better place to be I'm not feeding the fire anymore It makes we want to keep it locked inside You got the gasoline but i don't have a light I wanna hang out it's not a good time I'd rater be somewhere that i cold find People that don't live off the words That are said by someone else Cause talking shit is so bad for your health