Friday, January 14, 2011

The World Started Burning

Do I look tired?

Do I look sad?

I’ve been sleeping with fire,

Taking over my bed.

 

Do I look pissed off?

Do I look bored?

I’ve been playing with matches,

Now I’m looking for more.

 

Do I look like, I need another waste of my time?

Do I look like, I need somebody else to melt away my heart

And not lick up the wax from the floor, from the floor.

 

So, how could you walk away?

Right when the heated started coming,

The world started burning.

So, how could you walk away?

Right when the heat started coming,

The world started burning down.

 

Do I look nervous?

Do I look like I’m scared?

Of your dance with the flame,

Of your phoenix tears.

 

Do I look skeptical?

Do I look disturbed?

I’ve been leaving my ashtrays

Where you fucked other girls.

 

Do I look like, I need another waste of my time?

Do I look like, I need somebody else to melt away my heart

And not lick up the wax from the floor, from the floor.

 

So, how could you walk away?

Right when the heated started coming,

The world started burning.

So, how could you walk away?

Right when the heat started coming,

The world started burning down.

The world started burning down.

Did she burn your world, burn your world right up?

Light the whole thing up,

Right, and then the heat started coming,

The world started burning.

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