Later on by the fireside
We try to run, but we can't hide
From the fickle flames and matchstick games
That threaten our arid lives
I'm starting a new with a strange sing-along
A contemptuous song
Intended to dumbfound you
Because I'm different than most
Fallible and morose
And it's time I let my imperfection shine though
I'm flammable and so are you
Still, later on by the fireside
We try to run, we try to hide,
But one fickle flame, docile and tame, my dear
Is all it takes to make us disappear
I got dressed in my skin
To face the machine again
And tell him that, I am human
And this is whats in my heart
Though a bit avant-garde
I embrace my distinction
He said, mortal fool. youll burn in failure
And ill make sure you do
Oh yeah, did i forget to mention that
It's a fine time for fighting the past
That is haunting our post traumatic lives
So three cheers for clich
Hip hip hooray! it's here today but gone tomorrow
It's the right time for fighting the ghosts
Surrounding our censored lives