Tekst:
Story Of The Year Burning Years

. From this house of our friendship, shut the door and light the match. Throw behind you, walk away. (You burn it down, you burn it down!) These ashes These ashes These ashes burn

feather. From this house of our friendship, shut the door and light the match. Throw behind you, walk away. (You burn it down, you burn it down!) These ashes These ashes These ashes burn

your future life Ten years from this question Do you imagine a familiar light Burning in the distance The love that never died Ten years come and gone

ugly he still better love me And I can be late for a date that's fine But he better be on time Any man of mine'll say it fits just right When last years

vengeance of livin', had his braincells start to fuck up Steady callin' his shots, but steady leavin' a trail So sit back peep my game, I got a story

, my gunshots'll make you levitate I'm only nineteen but my mind is old And when the things get for real, my warm heart turns cold Another nigga deceased, another story

out the ass Asphyxiation is simple and fast It beats seventeen fun years of being someones bitch Don't think (stay) Drink your wine (home) Watch the fire burn

(Bluey Robinson) Ooooohh ooooohhh, ohhooohhh, (Katy B) Yeah, This is my side of the story, here me out. It's like my pen has emotions, I wanna pull my

watch my mouth, how? Take my fuckin' eyeballs out, and turn 'em around Look, I'll burn your fuckin' house down, circle around And hit the hydrant, so you can't put your burnin