We we're worn dead Down to soulless We we're torn from all that we wanted
who makes the rules breaks the will takes the pay speaks astray
we were worn cold down to soulles
Maybe i'm burning? But i don't mind now. The times are trying hard To swallow the will of heart
Maybe i'm burning And I don't even mind Cause time should be mine No trend will slow me down
Cutting edges of inverted circles Run Trial and error on the worn dead Guitars are dead hipsters giving each other head crap is the new black We all need a break we will need a break
take of your shades dress of your stuck up
Maybe im burning? But i don't mind now. The times are trying hard To swallow the will of heart
Maybe i'm burning And I don't even mind time should be mine No trend will slow me down
Oh how the thoughts are old now and they seem so golden, and they seem so golden
Maybe im burning? But i don't mind now. The times are trying hard To swallow the will of heart
Maybe i'm burning And I don't even mind time should be mine No trend will slow me down