Burn Burn

Burn, Burn

Burn these lies, these things we hear,
Burn these little things we fear.
it's a life of pain of misery,
In this life, that only few can see.
Try to make the best of times,
Running around acting like mimes.
Not sharing these feelings towards that we feel,
Although every one is fearfully real.
Can't get by with a fake little smile,
Stuck inside us for at least a while.
Let em go, let em out,
Cuz all ya need to do is shout.