Burnout Songtext
von The Why Store

Lucky Lucy she′s a cotton ball
Turned her riches into a million dollar game
Broke out for the harvest
Now she sits on the corner of West and Main
Jeremy's a mind reader
Thinks he can tell the tales of the soul
Burned out on the peace pipe
Now he thinks he′s got nowhere to go

And he's for real
Nobody takes him for granted
He's for real
Nobody takes him where he doesn′t want to go

Take it from me
Take it all eventually
Take it from me
Take it all from the canvas of my world


I′ve got to pace myself
Before I burn out
I've got to pace myself
Don′t want to burn out

Lucky Lucy she's a cotton ball
Turned her riches into a million dollar game
Broke out for the harvest
Now she sits on the corner of West and Main

And she′s for real
Nobody takes her for granted
She's for real
Nobody takes her where she doesn′t want to go

Take it from me
Take it all eventually
Take it from me
Take it all from the canvas of my world

Like a forest
We are all the trees
Like a forest
We can fall with ease


I've got to pace myself
Before I burn out
I've got to pace myself
Don′t want to burn out
Don′t want to burn out
Don't want to burn out
Don′t want to burn out