What It Is To Burn
Finch / Nate Barcalow
Today's on fire
The sky is beating above me, and I am blister
I walk these signs of blasphemy, every day
And still…
Like a bad star,
I'm falling faster down to her
She's the only one who knows, what it is
To burn
I feel diseased
Is there no sympathy, for the sun
The sky's still fire
But I am safe in here, from the world
Outside
So tell me
What's the price to pay for glory
Like a bad star,
I'm falling faster down to her
She's the only one who knows, what it is
To burn
Today is fire, and she burns
Today is fire, and she burns
She cry
She burns
She cry
She burns
She cry
She burns
Like a bad star,
I'm falling faster down to her
She's the only one who knows, what it is to
Burn