I wrote this short little poem when I was sixteen and then performed it in my first band, Five Minutes Cooler, from that time until we broke up in 1998. Unfortunately, I have no digital copies of the song so I can't play it for you, but hopefully you'll enjoy the lyrics. I've reprinted them here without any change at all.
burned myself again
i won't burn no more
i made a request towards heaven
again i reached
into the oven
so much for heaven
all i hear is silent fuzz
all rights reserved. Copyright Justin W. Price 1996
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