Maybe self-improvement isn't the answer, maybe self-destruction is the answer.
Self-improvement is masturbation. Now, self-destruction…
— We're time bomb.
— You need to step away.
— Why shouldn't the guy let off a little steam.
— You know damn well why. Back off!
— I'm starting to want you to make me.
— Yeah. Big man in a suit of armour. Take that off, what are you?
— Genius, billionaire, playboy, philanthropist.
— I know guys with none of that worth ten of you. I've seen the footage. The only thing you really fight is yourself. You're not the guy to make the sacrifice play, to lay dawn on a wire and let the other guy crawl over you.
— I think I would just cut the wire.
— Always a way out. You may not be a threat, but you better stop pretending to be a hero.
— A hero? Like you? You're a laboratory experiment, Rogers. Everything special about you came out of a bottle.
Nothing to do
Sit around at home
Nothing to do
Stare at the walls
Stare at each other
Wait til we die
Probably come to die in this town
Live here my whole life
There's Kerosene around
Something to do
There's Kerosene around
Find something to do
There's Kerosene around
She's something to do
There's Kerosene
Set me on fire... Kerosene.
KEROSENE
SET ME ON FIRE
I am my own parasite,
I don't need a host to live.
We feed off of each other,
We can share our endorphins.
And if I could just reach you,
maybe I could leave this place.
I know,
You cut me loose in contradiction
I know,
I'm all wrapped up in sweet attrition
I know,
It's asking for your benediction
I know
I know...
Everything I ever wished for i've had and done all of it, but it has killed me.