Burn The World Testo

Testo Burn The World

The bastard song of a neglectful dad
Left out in the rain and I can't maintain
A splitting image of my roots
And I don't have shit to show
Every choice is one for the worse
And things are looking bleak
It's gonna get worse
A life long losing streak

Stuck in a corner
Breath on our necks
Forgotten or left
Burn the world

The world is cold and I feel its glare
I am expendable and nothing but a name
Do I rise up? I don't have a choice
All I have is this tiny voice
It's drowned by you, it's drowned by them
And this is where I snap