Striking the match
That started the flame
That exposed the dark
Was their claim to fame
They hisss, and they glow
Just like TV snow
And where they come from
Nobody seems to know
And The Sinister Exaggerator
Claims they are the end
That everything we thought we knew
Was only for pretend
And that striking the match
That started the flame
That exposed the dark
Was their claim to fame
Oh striking the match
That started the flame
That exposed the dark
Was their claim to fame
I know it sounds absurd
But I think I thought I heard
They're the ones who wrote the play
That we star in to this day
And all the soothsayers say
It's bound to be a hit
When they get around
To ending all of it
And that striking the match
That started the flame
That exposed the dark
Was their claim to fame
And wouldn't it be bliss
To just not exist
In the nowhere where the nothing go
Oh...
And I hope I don't offend her
One day when I send her
That letter that will let her know
She's fallen prey to The Great Pretender
And that striking the match
That started the flame
That exposed the dark
Was their claim to fame
Oh striking the match
That started the flame
That exposed the dark
Was their claim to fame
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