Lyrics Crap Is the New Black - Siamese

We we′re worn dead
Down to soulless
We we're torn from all
That we wanted
Who makes the rules
Breaks the will
Takes the pay
Speaks astray
We were worn cold
Down to soulles
Maybe i′m burning?
But i don't mind now.
The times are trying hard
To swallow the will of heart
Maybe i'm burning
And I don′t even mind
Cause time should be mine
No trend will slow me down
Cutting edges of inverted circles
Run Trial and error on the worn dead
Guitars are dead
Hipsters giving each other head
Crap is the new black
We all need a break
We will need a break
Take of your shades
Dress of your stuck up
Maybe im burning?
But i don′t mind now.
The times are trying hard
To swallow the will of heart
Maybe i'm burning
And I don′t even mind
Time should be mine
No trend will slow me down
Oh how the thoughts are old now
And they seem so golden, and they seem so golden
Maybe im burning?
But i don't mind now.
The times are trying hard
To swallow the will of heart
Maybe i′m burning
And I don't even mind
Time should be mine
No trend will slow me down
Take of your shades
Dress of your stuck up