Pyromaniac - Steak Number Eight

I am a pyromaniac

I’m going to burn you down

Is it your mama, is it your sister

Is it your doggy, is it your daddy

Is it your backyard, is it your house

Is it — I don’t care

I’m going to burn it down

‘Cause I’m a pyromaniac

I’m going to burn you down

Fuel is running through my veins

And I will burn you straight to hell

I am some kind of mad

I am some kind of sick

Do you need someone

Well I am going to burn you down

‘Cause I’m a pyromaniac

I’m going to burn you down

I am a pyromaniac

I’m going to burn you down