Outside the domain of your affective powers i have a little plastic life It was a souvenir from a place i've never been on a trip i'd never taken; i kept it to remind me i detected fire in myself before the flame burn it all to the ground, burn it all to the ground burn it all we met and reproduced five and sex electric i lost my power of explanation Perfect was a nice disguise; it never fit but i still have my little plastic life to remind me i detected fire in myself before the flame burn it all to the ground, burn it all to the ground burn it allr