(Redding Forest Fire / Fermi)

I’d like to think that I’m a good person, though I’m bad at being a person
I’m unsure of how to take care of myself
I don’t know what I’m going to do with myself
Don’t wanna be an adult, I’m eighteen in a week
Nothing will be the same
I can pretend, but it won’t be the same

And when the forest fires come for you
Will you use your net worth to save yourself?
And when the forest fire comes to you
Will you still pump fumes into the air?
When the forest fire comes from you
Will you still treat your employees like dirt?
When they’re tired of your abuse
Will you tremble at the sight of the barrel?