Texty:
Taking Dawn Time To Burn

clap she's a map with no bearings attached - no safety-in-this-match fire you can't catch then zap I was struck by that bolt before dawn then by breakfast

and hard times" Um I loved her the first time I saw her I know that's an old songwriting cliche Loved you the first time I saw you Can't describe it

The sound makes your brains wet With 'The Color Purple' on a freight train The devil's the conductor Then take a trip to the darkside motherfuckers My funky pattern takes

them broads So many pimps, we'll turn ya mother Put her in the front seat and start burnin' rubber Go, put the pedal to the metal, go Let's ride, go Yeah, go Burn

I don't know what to do My heart burns cold without you, I don't know what to do Your love's got me so confused Verse 2 (Dawn) You got me dripping

the night You're born with nothing And better off that way Soon as you've got something the send Someone to try and take it away You can ride this road 'till dawn

able to see, Ha! I never knew art til I saw your face and there'll never be one to take your place 'Cause each and every time you touch the spray paint

Smight, eadamite, sodomite, more bites, in the land of kananights Following six flame a lights, burning over 1 million degrees fahrenhight Bright as, neon, beyond the satellites, flight takes

Just starin' at these four walls closin' In on me, feelin' like time's frozen Fadin' in and out, noddin' and dozin' Guilt tearin' up my brain like erosion