Burning Bridges — текст песни (Freak Kitchen)

The sun is kind of annoying
As I try to sleep in the back of my van
It is supposed to be autumn
Did someone mess with The Plan?

Feels like my skin doesn`t fit me
But it`s one mother of a tan
Barbecued might be the right description
As I walk around in this frying pan

Give me a damn good reason not to worry
Give me a damn good reason
�Cos I refuse to sit here on my ass and drown
When we burn our bridges down

Now it`s been a while since I last wrote
The ground has been just as green as before
The yesterday my street turned kinda arctic
Now I can`t get out of my front door

Give me a damn good reason not to worry
Give me a damn good reason
�Cos I refuse to sit here on my ass and drown
When we burn our bridges down