Chiefgango
03/31/09, 09:14 AM
BB Queen (http://www.myspace.com/theopeninterview)
If this life's a tragic cigarette
Then you're taking your last drag
Head full of regrets, hate and pity
On the first train back to Brighton city
And I know kick drums beat faster
When you're living in double time
Crash through this symbol
And break the snare that splits seams in my head
Oh how I wish i could be
Burden-Sure
But you wish you were
Burden-less
(Without Me)
Don't ever believe in your favourite song
Karma bought and sold what I deserve
I'm telling you
It's just a phase
And I wont pretend I can write so wrong
Difference is a state of mind
Please tell me
It's just a phase
If my decisions are a one way ticket
Then hell's a five star hotel
The concierge is sharp and witty
You've missed the last train back to Brighton city
So don't cry those crocidile tears
Because it's hunter country here
But you're an educated snake
With 'words can't explain' taste
Oh how I wish i could be
Burden-Sure
But you wish you were
Burden-less
Don't ever believe in your favourite song
Karma bought and sold what I deserve
I'm telling you
It's just a phase
And I wont pretend I can write so wrong
Difference is a state of mind
Please tell me
It's just a phase
The 'high life'
Is too much for me
Never wanted
Any more than this
If this life's a tragic cigarette
Then you're taking your last drag
Head full of regrets, hate and pity
On the first train back to Brighton city
And I know kick drums beat faster
When you're living in double time
Crash through this symbol
And break the snare that splits seams in my head
Oh how I wish i could be
Burden-Sure
But you wish you were
Burden-less
(Without Me)
Don't ever believe in your favourite song
Karma bought and sold what I deserve
I'm telling you
It's just a phase
And I wont pretend I can write so wrong
Difference is a state of mind
Please tell me
It's just a phase
If my decisions are a one way ticket
Then hell's a five star hotel
The concierge is sharp and witty
You've missed the last train back to Brighton city
So don't cry those crocidile tears
Because it's hunter country here
But you're an educated snake
With 'words can't explain' taste
Oh how I wish i could be
Burden-Sure
But you wish you were
Burden-less
Don't ever believe in your favourite song
Karma bought and sold what I deserve
I'm telling you
It's just a phase
And I wont pretend I can write so wrong
Difference is a state of mind
Please tell me
It's just a phase
The 'high life'
Is too much for me
Never wanted
Any more than this