Текст песни Burning Pile DEMMO 2007 - Mother Mother

Oh my style, oh my grace
All I tried to save my face
All my guts try to spill
All my holes try to fill

All my money been a long time spent
On my drugs, on my rent
On my saving philosophy
It goes: one in the bank, and the rest for me
It goes

All my troubles on a burning pile
All lit up and I start to smile
If I catch fire then I'll change my aim
Throw my troubles in a deep lake
Ohh Ohh Ohh
Oh-oh-ohh, ohh
Ohh (Ohh)

My mama, lonely maid
Got her buns in the oven and she never got laid
My papa, renaissance man
Sailed away, and he never came back again

All my troubles on a burning pile
All lit up and I start to smile
If I catch fire then I'll change my aim
Throw my troubles in a deep lake

Oh-Ohh, Oh-Ohh
Ohh-ohh, Ohh-ohh
All you woe begones be gone
I said all you troubles
You don't mean a thing

All my troubles on a burning pile
All lit up and I start to smile
If I catch fire then I'll change my aim
Throw my troubles at the world again

All my troubles on a burning pile
All lit up and I start to smile
If I catch fire then I'll take my turn
To burn and burn
Burn

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