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Вершы: Ignite. Burned Up.

Burned up, my throat is ripped open
I can't sing, I can not scream
Havin' hard times, fall asleep
Remind me, I keep my spirits high

It always could be worse, right destiny, my own life
Save me the daylight, bring me home in this bus I call my own
Best friends I've ever known, yeah
Bad karma collecting from my past

The best time I ever had if my health was not so bad
Self made man, made your bed to sleep
You won't listen to nobody
Head's thick as hard concrete

Save me the daylight, bring me home
The best friends I've ever known in this bus I call my own
Self made man all hours of the night
You don't lead a healthy life

Again I'll burn tonight
Burned up, my throat is ripped open
I can't sing, I can not scream
Havin' hard times, fall asleep

When every meal's a punishment I'm on my way home
I'm on my way home, I'm on my way home
I'm on my way home alive
Chance favors prepared minds

Again I'll burn tonight
Self made man, made my bed to sleep
You don't listen to nobody
Head's thick as hard concrete