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burnin'

from shy crown / burnin' by seatbelt

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there’s a candle a’burning
in an attic upstairs, where
truth’s still an orphan
that no one takes care.
it gets so damn lonesome.
we’re one in the same.

the ghosts of the roaches
take roost in my mind,
& i crawl thru the floorboards
to make up for time, but
i can’t find the scoreboard.
i’m losing the game.

they take me out back to
the barnyard to die.
i don’t beg. i don’t plead.
i don’t even ask why.
as i taste the shotgun,
i can’t shake the blame.

where’s the fire?
show me the flame.

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from shy crown / burnin', released April 3, 2020

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