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The world disgusts me. It inspires rage and resentment. We are split at birth, and told to hate one another. We hurt each other, thinking it will make us whole. Oh, to begin again. I have often dreamt of ending it all, setting the world aflame and watching it all fall down. The beginning and the end, one. Let's burn baby.

lyrics

(Burn, watch it burn)
I've got one thing running through my mind
and I think about it all the time
so gather up your forces and your arms
lets get all together and resist
so lets burn

(burn burn burn burn burn)
I wanna burn it all down
burn it to the ground
I wanna see it up in smoke baby
I wanna burn it down
down
down

(Burn, Watch it burn)
I've got one dream, have it every night
gotta leave this loveless world behind
for far too long we've wallowed in the dark
so let's get lit and let's get smart
(so let's burn)

(burn burn burn burn burn burn)
I wanna burn it all down
burn it to the ground
I wanna see it up in smoke baby
I wanna burn it down
down
down

(so let's burn burn burn burn burn burn burn burn burn)
(so let's burn burn burn burn burn burn burn burn burn)

I wanna burn it all down
burn it to the ground
i wanna see it up in smoke baby
I wanna burn it down
down
down
(Let's burn baby)

credits

from The Girl Who Fell, Pt. II, track released October 6, 2021
Songs: Scott Christian Martin
Producer: Jeff Saltzman
Instruments: Scott Ayers
Mixing: Chris Hughes

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Queera Nightly Oakland, California

Reflections of a dark belladonna, The Girl Who Fell spins a tale of secrets and desire.

How the wounded young woman will run forever, losing time and losing sleep, tangled up in vintage telephone lines.

I met her once, a shadow in the bar.

I doubt she remembers me at all.

I asked her her name, her story. She laughed.
“How much time do you have?”
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