Burnout
Do you feel like a burnout
Stuck inside a room
Up four walls you claw around
There's nothing left to do
We've got everything
Wake up the noise
We got lacerations
Cause we are a bunch of dirty boys
Burnout
Anxious baby
Always cutting class
Didn't know, no one tell you
Don't walk on the grass
They've just mowed
The inside of your head
Now no one knows where you make your bed
Burnout
Autor(es): Ian McFarland