Tekster: BT. ESCM. Solar Plexus.

I am breathing in dirt
God, I need some sleep
Now I bleed life out of you
Can't sit still and here I am
I am

I, I, burn, burn
I, I, burn, burn
I wish I get more
Money for more
I wish I get more
Money for more

Grieving not for your love
Baggage at the door
Wean you like
you better get on
Put you in a jar

I, I, burn, burn
I, I, burn, burn
You are a bitch
You suck shit
Fucking suck
Hope you're in luck
Fucking luck

I, I, burn, burn
I, I, burn, burn

Baby look at me sweet eyes
Missed her look in mine so bright
Shocking things that stay with you
Spinning my mill
Maybe then it's safe
Black as rage I disappear
Counting seconds in silence
Time is waiting to leave my head



(Thanks to puffyjiggle for correcting these lyrics)