Light Me Up

Maybe I’m like a sparkler
I’m dull and boring
But then someone comes along with a flame
And they light me up
And I’ll be beautiful
And I’ll shine for them
They will love me
But soon I will burn out
They’ve wasted their flame on a pretty nothing
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Maybe I’m like a cigarette
I’m dull and boring
But then someone comes along with a flame
And they light me up
And I’ll be inhaled quickly
And I’ll get to their brain
They’ll be addicted to me
But I’m slowly killing them
They’ve become addicted to their death
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But I think I’m most like a candle
I’m dull and boring
But then someone will come along with a flame
And they light me up
And a small part of me will be beautiful
And I will give off light, but not nearly in the way that the sparkler does
And I could hurt them, but not nearly in the way that the cigarette does
I’m practical, but not glorious or deadly
But eventually I will wear away; melt
I’ll extinguish and they’ll get bored of me
They’ll throw me away and find a new candle
Or sparkler
Or cigarette
But I won’t find out, will I?
Until someone gives me that flame