Slow Burn
๐ต 724 characters
โฑ๏ธ 3:09 duration
๐ ID: 21804560
๐ Lyrics
Carving a name in a bar of soap
I look to the sky with a deathless hope
I hang on a hook just in back of my eyes
I drip on the floor as I shrivel in size
I am the girl in the brown paper slacks
Librarian tucked away deep in the stacks
Doomed and determined, I wait in my wings
I shout to the sky when the telephone rings
Slow burn
Slow burn
Slow burn
Fire and brimstone are all that I know
Angels are shapes that we made in the snow
Giant white clouds and harps and white garments
These are a part of a separate department
I am the girl in the burning red sweater
Who goes to the doctor but doesn't feel better
Tied up and squirming, shouting the name
Working a job, smoldering and so tame
Slow burn
Slow burn
Slow burn
I look to the sky with a deathless hope
I hang on a hook just in back of my eyes
I drip on the floor as I shrivel in size
I am the girl in the brown paper slacks
Librarian tucked away deep in the stacks
Doomed and determined, I wait in my wings
I shout to the sky when the telephone rings
Slow burn
Slow burn
Slow burn
Fire and brimstone are all that I know
Angels are shapes that we made in the snow
Giant white clouds and harps and white garments
These are a part of a separate department
I am the girl in the burning red sweater
Who goes to the doctor but doesn't feel better
Tied up and squirming, shouting the name
Working a job, smoldering and so tame
Slow burn
Slow burn
Slow burn
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:00.37] Carving a name in a bar of soap
[00:08.83] I look to the sky with a deathless hope
[00:17.61] I hang on a hook just in back of my eyes
[00:27.41] I drip on the floor as I shrivel in size
[00:34.25] I am the girl in the brown paper slacks
[00:42.56] Librarian tucked away deep in the stacks
[00:51.73] Doomed and determined, I wait in my wings
[01:01.22] I shout to the sky when the telephone rings
[01:10.04] Slow burn
[01:14.82] Slow burn
[01:19.97] Slow burn
[01:29.43] Fire and brimstone are all that I know
[01:38.23] Angels are shapes that we made in the snow
[01:47.04] Giant white clouds and harps and white garments
[01:56.88] These are a part of a separate department
[02:03.36] I am the girl in the burning red sweater
[02:11.70] Who goes to the doctor but doesn't feel better
[02:20.75] Tied up and squirming, shouting the name
[02:30.60] Working a job, smoldering and so tame
[02:38.97] Slow burn
[02:43.99] Slow burn
[02:48.99] Slow burn
[02:55.30]
[00:08.83] I look to the sky with a deathless hope
[00:17.61] I hang on a hook just in back of my eyes
[00:27.41] I drip on the floor as I shrivel in size
[00:34.25] I am the girl in the brown paper slacks
[00:42.56] Librarian tucked away deep in the stacks
[00:51.73] Doomed and determined, I wait in my wings
[01:01.22] I shout to the sky when the telephone rings
[01:10.04] Slow burn
[01:14.82] Slow burn
[01:19.97] Slow burn
[01:29.43] Fire and brimstone are all that I know
[01:38.23] Angels are shapes that we made in the snow
[01:47.04] Giant white clouds and harps and white garments
[01:56.88] These are a part of a separate department
[02:03.36] I am the girl in the burning red sweater
[02:11.70] Who goes to the doctor but doesn't feel better
[02:20.75] Tied up and squirming, shouting the name
[02:30.60] Working a job, smoldering and so tame
[02:38.97] Slow burn
[02:43.99] Slow burn
[02:48.99] Slow burn
[02:55.30]