Burn The Scab

How many times must I have to paint

Over these mountains drawn of grass

When all you do is being wrapped in wit

Deeper than any wounded scab

Burn it, burn it down,

Beneath the soil

Where you stole your crazy sleazy animal dust

Burn it, burn it down,

Beneath the soil

Where you stole your crazy sleazy animal dust

I find it hard

To articulate

I find it hard to pronounce

I find it hard to articulate

I find it hard to pronounce these words

How many times must I have to say

You're losing me over a style

Following dust throughout endless roads

That lead under the open skies

Burn it, burn it down,

Beneath the soil

Where you stole your crazy sleazy animal dust

I find it hard

To articulate

I find it hard to pronounce

I find it hard to articulate

I find it hard to pronounce these words

Burn it, burn it,

To the ground

Watch it melt away

I find it hard

To articulate

I find it hard to pronounce

I find it hard to articulate

I find it hard to pronounce these words