fire, it wont burn
　　my heart is studded with dirt
　　fire, it wont burn
　　i am so weeny, too wispy to be heard
　　
　　fire, when will it burn
　　my heart is exploding with dirt
　　fire, it wont burn
　　i am so dim, never to be heard
　　
　　that liar, when will he die
　　no one cares his naive jokes
　　that liar, he wont die
　　he's in a mummery, plays with his own
　　
　　when will the bolide come and carry me away
　　i am so bored and tired, wanna be fired
　　will it really come here and pick me up