Alma - Burnin'

Am I unstable
Am I what everybody says
Under the table
I hide as the room collapses
Am I the savior
Why don't I want to save the day
I need to save myself from you
And your bitter flavour

You'll never see my face again
This sad story it never seems to end
Am I really the one that needs help
(I don't think so)

I'm b-b-b-burning
B-b-b-burning inside
The table is turning
Theses sheep they need hearding
I'm hurting

You really thought that you some
Didn't you
Thinking you're protected
Or bulletproof
I don't want a taste of your money
Now that I know where it's been through

Freedom
Is that so obscene
All up in my shit motherfucker just check if your closet is clean

Is she human? Alien?
I think it's something in between

Where's everybody' souls
All they ever do is scroll
Walking, talking empty holes
That somebody else controls

You'll never see my face again
This sad story it never seems to end
Am I really the one that needs help
(No)

I'm b-b-b-burning
B-b-b-burning inside
The table is turning
Theses sheep they need hearding
I'm hurting

I'm an extraterrestrial being
Extraterrestrial

I'm an extraterrestrial being
Extraterrestrial

Written by:
Alma Dowdall, Konstantin Beshkov

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