Burn It Down

Your kindness gives me the wounds always
And shallow the red fog
The truth to be left at this lie is
only the illusion to be broken.
Hey, it's just so long
I'm the perfect underdog.
Give me the low.
Give me the low.
What's up dippy
It's never too late to die.
You look my breath away.
Fix me baby.
Fib for absolution.
(Burn it down)
Everybody wants to be on your
crazy writhe, crazy writhe.
Help me baby.
This dirty illusion.
(Burn it down)
Everybody wants to be on your
crazy writhe, crazy writhe.
Fix me baby.
Fib for absolution.
Fix me baby.
Fib for absolution.
Help me baby.
This dirty illusion.
Help me baby.
This dirty illusion.