Daughter - Burn It Down Lyrics
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Burn It Down
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What Are The Lyrics For Burn It Down By Daughter?
Always said I was a good kid
Always said I had a way with words Never knew I could be speechless Don't know how I'll ever break this curse Now the world is only white noise Frequencies that I can't understand I can't be bothered with the teachers Always trying to shape the way I act Burn it down, burn it down, burn it down, burn it down I'll set fire to the whole place I don't even care about our house It's not the same in here since he left anyways Burn it down, burn it down, burn it down, burn it down Always said I was a good kid Always said I had a way with words Never knew I could be speechless Don't know how I'll ever break this curse Now the world is only white noise Frequencies that I can't understand I can't be bothered with the teachers Always trying to shape the way I act Burn it down, burn it down, burn it down, burn it down Momma told me all of this is Just a place we have to settle for Less than anything we dream on We'll continue to be disappointed I feel down, I feel down, I feel down, I feel down I feel down, I feel down, I feel down, I feel down Burn it down, burn it down, burn it down, burn it down Burn it down, burn it down, burn it down, burn it Burn it, burn it |
Who Wrote Burn It Down By Daughter?
Elena Veronica Tonra, Igor Alexandre Haefeli
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What's The Duration Of The Burn It Down By Daughter?The duration of Burn It Down is 3:12 minutes and seconds. |
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