Under the radar
Out of the system
Caught in the spotlight
That's my existence
You want me to change

But all I feel is…
Strange, strange
In your perfect world

Some say the world will end in fire;
Some say in ice.
From what I've tasted of desire
I hold with those who favor fire.
But if it had to perish twice,
I think I know enough of hate
To say that for destruction ice
Is also great
And would suffice.