I don't have a face for the screen
I don't have a voice for the stage
I can't play the keys or the strings
But the pen in my hand is a blaze
The words in my head gasoline
One spark is all that it takes
To engulf every page in the flames
So Burn
Burn, baby, burn
I need to feel the heat
Burn, baby, burn
Let that fire reach the peak
Burn, baby, burn
Burn it all away
This average man in the street
Now, this ain't the screen for my face
This ain't the stage for my voice
Please grant me a molecule of grace
This might’ve been my only choice
The pen in my hand pleads my case
The thoughts in my head they escape
One star is all that it takes
To defeat the darkness of space
So Burn
Burn, baby, burn
I need to feel the heat
Burn, baby, burn
Let that fire reach the peak
Burn, baby, burn
Burn it all away
This average man in the street
If my face wasn’t built for the screen
Does that mean I must remain unseen
If my voice doesn’t ring for the stage
Does that mean I’ve got nothing to say
When the words in my head need to bleed
the pen in my hand is the blade
So Burn
Burn, baby, burn
I need to feel the heat
Burn, baby, burn
Let that fire reach the peak
Burn, baby, burn
So burn
Burn, baby, burn
Burn it all away
This average man in the street
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