On Fire

With your form in the back of my Ford I'm informed I gotta get you home But my legs are on fire And my head is on fire It's untoward to succumb to the swarm While the wards are sanitizing thrones And your fingers are liars And your head is on fire And I'm trying to weather the storm You're deciding whether you storm It's not so bad to just be alone It's not so bad to just be alone For days at a time Be alone For weeks at a time Be alone As I'm torn from a world's worth of warm The interred emerge as shrouded clonеs And my legs are on fire And my hеad is on trial And my fingers are liars And my spine is a coward Every pressure demands I perform Any tricks you have left to perform It's not so bad to just be alone I might prefer to just be alone Be alone For months at a time Be alone For years at a time Be alone If we're out of time