Lyrics Burns - Rob Crow

Burns

My absent friend burns in daylight
These severed things
False memories
Everything that moves
Learn those parts in moonlit parks
Set on fire
Second wind
Last call
Broken fingers on the label
Smoking darts on the road
You just sold another one
Collapse and bend
Burn in strychnine
Everything fallen through
I think I see the end of the line
I think about you
I lay in wait for you