since i keep talking about it, this is an ultra ultra draft version: i can feel the heat on the back of my neck like the fires you lit you little arsonist you can’t help it and i know you burn just for show but i’m held back by your heat you know i won’t come any closer/ i watched you kindle i’ll watch you burn i watched you kindle now i’ll watch you burn down/ i see you light it up again and i smile as you keep burning within i know that you’ll torch every bridge i’ve seen the smoke rise up over the ridge and i can tell your hot for me i see see the pyres in your eyes wouldn’t you love to turn my tempature up to the boiling point of desire/ i watched you kindle i’ll watch you burn i watched you kindle now i’ll watch you burn down/ i’ll watch you wade out through the ash your hands dirty from what you brought crashing down up to your neck in the soot of the past it isn’t such a blast once you put it out/ i watched you kindle i’ll watch you burn i watched you kindle now i’ll watch you burn down/ i smell gasoline i smell kerosene i know you burn i can feel your heat i can feel your heat// . audio will be up later today, even if it’s just a snippet. still working out the octave range.