Feeding the Fire

It used to be easy to listen to people And take everything with a grain of salt But now that I'm older I still hear voices I do not wish to be involved I don't want to be involved With the incinerator anymore that lifestyle is such a bore Find the door I want to leave this place Can't take it anymore Locked in a room and The flames are burning down around me And now I see the door But I won't find a key It's kinda sad but i'll never find A better place to be I'm not feeding the fire anymore It makes me want to keep it locked inside You got the gasoline but I don't have a light I wanna hang out it's not a good time I'd rather be somewhere that I could find People that don't live off the words That are said by someone else Cause talking shit is so bad for your health