The title track of this album is where the story truly takes place. Arsonist not only works up the strength to finally leave everything behind. They decide they will burn everything down in the process. The entire city block by block. And Arsonist will finally get to live a new life, without all the traumas of the past. Arsonist is fully one hundred percent dedicated to this plan and knows the only way they will ever be happy is if they completely start over with nothing to lure them back into their old life. Desperately wanting to see the world through innocent eyes again, Arsonist vows to do whatever it takes to be happy.
This song also introduces a sub plot of Arsonist having a cancer scare. At the point in this song, it is something Arsonist views as not a big deal, just their partner over reacting.
This song also introduces Arsonists partner. The one person they plan to bring with them when they leave their frozen wasteland of a town.

During this song I reference multiple thing from my life that I would like to further explain.
During the NODAPL protest, police agencies from all over the country, and the military united to protect the interests of the oil companies. I lived in Bismarck North Dakota the whole time this happenned.
I voted for Jill Stein in 2016 because she came down to the camps and vandalized a bunch of equipment being used to build the Dakota Access Pipeline. Jill Stein had a warrant out in Morton County at the same time I did, and that's the only thing a politician has ever done to directly earn my vote.
Unfortunately the protests exposed an ugly part of my hometown I was unaware of. People I had known my entire life and looked up to all turned out to be absolute racist piece of shit people.
People from my town were fully willing and ready to kill protesters through multiple means. The state was trying to pass laws making it okay to run over protesters in the roads. I heard the "n word" suddenly come back to people's vocabularies.
And when the police sprayed freezing water on protesters in below freezing weather (text book definition of attempting a mass murder).
No one in the community cared. Everyone sucked up misinformation and propoganda from the state about the camps.
Started believing they were making bombs, the cops lit cars on fire and blamed the protesters, illegally arrested hundreds of people, kept them in dog cages, and evicted everyone from the camps with no notice at gunpoint after months of terrerizing them, just so they could take pictures of the camps afterwards, and try to destroy the image of the protesters by pointing out all the trash and everything that the police had thrown all over in the dissaray of the mass forced exit of the NODAPL protesters.
The response from the community I lived in, and their pure hatred of native americans, was the bggest catalyst for me realizing I lived in a Trumpy shithole that had no chance at redemption or ever changing.
I believe, and always will believe, the cities of Mandan, and Bismarck North Dakota would always be better off if they were burnt to the ground.

I held a 21st birthday party for my friend Izzi at my house. Her boyfriend set it up, and it turned out to all be a big ploy for him to get all of izzi's friends around, so he could propose to her in front of everyone. It was a grand romantic gesture, and something I was totally not in on or even saw coming. It was beautiful, and I still have yet to be happy as I was that night.