Lo Zee Rose Songtext
von The Draft

Got twenty-five in the bag, three on me, you know
Five cigarettes gonna have to last the night, you know
′Cause the money that I had's been spent two months
You try to make it last but it never does
And I′ve been smoking just way too much, I'm sure you know

Burn away, burn away
It's burning a black hole right through
Burn away, burn away
It′s burning a black hole

I′m getting real sick of getting used to this, you know
Can't remember us any different, I′m sure you know
'Cause I′ve spent all our days and nights and moons
Bored as a head with low zeros
Looking for a place that I should know by now, you know


Burn away, burn away
It's burning a black hole right through
Burn away, burn away
It′s burning a black hole right through
Burn away, burn away
It's burning a black hole right through
Burn away, burn away
It's burning a black hole

I got twenty-five in the bag, three on me, you know
Five cigarettes gonna have to last the night, you know

Burn away, burn away
It′s burning a black hole right through
Burn away, burn away
It′s burning a black hole right through
Burn away, burn away
It's burning a black hole right through
Burn away, burn away
It′s burning a black hole