Davideatin - Is it Burning?

You're creeping up
Just Creeping up
Slowly to a place
That you were not aloud
You're crasping
And grasping my
Treasure that I hold big and brave and bold
But you cannot have it I wish you could grab it
And bring me to my deathbed
But asteroids and stems are rolling round again
In my head a constant greif
We'll get drunk again and I'll call you my friend
And we'll be swinging punches again by next week
But it is burning
Is it burning
Oh is it burning
Well I've got the plague yeah I've got the plague
But I still get laid almost everyday
Sweetly sweetening up and packing on my suitcase
Who to be today
As I roam around the streets
Trying to make ends meet
Maybe get some sleep around three or four in the morning
But I'm burning
You can't slow me down I was born a wheel to be rolling
To be rolling
And I'm burning, yeah I'm burning
And I'm not sorry, but where's the party
I could really use some whiskey
But is it burning
Is it burning
Oh is it burning
Oh la da da da da
La la
La da da la da da da da da
La da da da da da

Written by:
David Eaton

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