Burn
๐ต 613 characters
โฑ๏ธ 2:14 duration
๐ ID: 12191313
๐ Lyrics
Here's to you
The same chords that I stole
From a song that I once heard
The same melody I borrowed from the void
Rather observe the structure and narrative
The characters are thin
The plot does not develop
It ends where it begins
The screen, in paperbacks
In section 8 and Cul-de-sac's
Electro-haikus and drunk sonnets are moving me along
Along
What I'd give
To force your sigh, what I'd give
To see you cry, what I'd give
For your caress, to see your blue cotton dress
Balled up on the floor
Certain memories are the problem
Certain drunken lines are the shame
700 miles and two years I can't fight the burn
The same chords that I stole
From a song that I once heard
The same melody I borrowed from the void
Rather observe the structure and narrative
The characters are thin
The plot does not develop
It ends where it begins
The screen, in paperbacks
In section 8 and Cul-de-sac's
Electro-haikus and drunk sonnets are moving me along
Along
What I'd give
To force your sigh, what I'd give
To see you cry, what I'd give
For your caress, to see your blue cotton dress
Balled up on the floor
Certain memories are the problem
Certain drunken lines are the shame
700 miles and two years I can't fight the burn
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:11.36] Here's to you
[00:13.18] The same chords that I stole
[00:15.98] From a song that I once heard
[00:18.73] The same melody I borrowed from the void
[00:22.83] Rather observe the structure and narrative
[00:27.68] The characters are thin
[00:30.66] The plot does not develop
[00:33.55] It ends where it begins
[00:35.37] The screen, in paperbacks
[00:38.41] In section 8 and Cul-de-sac's
[00:40.76] Electro-haikus and drunk sonnets are moving me along
[00:46.49] Along
[00:50.04]
[01:17.86] What I'd give
[01:19.85] To force your sigh, what I'd give
[01:22.44] To see you cry, what I'd give
[01:25.44] For your caress, to see your blue cotton dress
[01:28.61] Balled up on the floor
[01:31.19] Certain memories are the problem
[01:34.04] Certain drunken lines are the shame
[01:37.09] 700 miles and two years I can't fight the burn
[01:41.93]
[00:13.18] The same chords that I stole
[00:15.98] From a song that I once heard
[00:18.73] The same melody I borrowed from the void
[00:22.83] Rather observe the structure and narrative
[00:27.68] The characters are thin
[00:30.66] The plot does not develop
[00:33.55] It ends where it begins
[00:35.37] The screen, in paperbacks
[00:38.41] In section 8 and Cul-de-sac's
[00:40.76] Electro-haikus and drunk sonnets are moving me along
[00:46.49] Along
[00:50.04]
[01:17.86] What I'd give
[01:19.85] To force your sigh, what I'd give
[01:22.44] To see you cry, what I'd give
[01:25.44] For your caress, to see your blue cotton dress
[01:28.61] Balled up on the floor
[01:31.19] Certain memories are the problem
[01:34.04] Certain drunken lines are the shame
[01:37.09] 700 miles and two years I can't fight the burn
[01:41.93]