Sunday Morning - Burn It Down

It doesn't take much of anything, a couple moments and I'm fine alone with you
Bits and pieces from everything, resurrect my past and open the unknown
Never wanted to be this way, was happy resting in the place where I was done
And all the things you threw away, I got a million different things to worry about
I can't replace, your God, your faith
I can't pretend, bad things in the end
Am I wasting my time? I'm crossing the line
Don't make pretend, of that nothing feeling
What makes a man the way he is
Is it deprivation or the feeling of unknown
What kind of man could live this way
Is it something that I'll never even get to know
I can't replace, your God, your faith
I can't pretend, bad things in the end
Am I wasting my time? I'm crossing the line
Don't make pretend, of that nothing feeling
You had it all, you were so innocent
Now nothing matters
Took your life, just to feel something
Now nothing matters
Nothing matters

Written by:
Westly Benjunas

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