Burnout — текст песни (Why Store)

Lucky Lucy
She`s a kind one
Turned her riches
Into a million dollar game
Broke out for the harvest
Now she sits
On the corner of West and Main
Jeremy`s a mind reader
Thinks he can tell
The tales of a soul
Burned out on the peace pipe
Now he thinks
He`s got nowhere to go
He`s for real
Nobody takes him for granted
He`s for real
Nobody takes him
Where he doesn`t want to go
Take it from me
Take it all eventually
Take it all
Take it all from the canvas of my world
I`ve got to pace myself
Before I burnout? yeah
I`ve got to pace myself
Don`t wanna burnout
Lucky Lucy
She`s a kind one
Turned her riches
Into a million dollar game
Broke out for the harvest
Now she sells
Down on the corner of West and Main
She`s for real
Nobody takes her for granted
She`s for real
Nobody takes her
Where she doesn`t want to go
Take it from me
Take it all eventually
Take it all
Take it all from the canvas of my world
Like a forest
We are all the trees
Like a forest
We can fall with ease
I`ve got to pace myself
Before I burnout? yeah
I`ve got to pace myself
Don`t wanna burnout
Don`t wanna burnout
Don`t wanna burnout
Don`t wanna burnout