Burn

by Trophy Knives

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I’VE THOUGHT THIS THROUGH AND I DON’T SEE A WAY OUT,
MY FAITH IS COLD AND I DON’T WANNA STAY HERE.
THESE EMPTY THOUGHTS INSIDE YOUR VACANT MEMORY,
MISDIAGNOSED WITH THE WORDS YOU PROMISED ME.
IN BETWEEN WRITING SLICK, RED, POETRIES,
OR DROWNING IN AN OCEAN OF SELF-PITY,
SWEETENING THE TASTE OF MY OWN MISERY,
JUST FALL ASLEEP AND GET AWAY WITH DESERTING.

NOW THIS BURN ON MY SKIN, FEELS FUCKING COLD,
WILL YOU EVER COME HOME, EVER COME HOME.

I’VE THOUGHT THIS THROUGH AND I DON’T SEE A WAY OUT,
THIS IS GETTING OLD, JUST LIKE THE TIMES THAT YOU’VE WALKED IN TO,
MOUTHS OF CROCODILES, ON THE PALEST NIGHTS.
OH, THESE PALE WHITE NIGHTS, NOW I’VE LEARNT TO BITE MY TONGUE.
IN BETWEEN WRITING SLICK, RED, POETRIES,
OR DROWNING IN AN OCEAN OF SELF-PITY,
SWEETENING THE TASTE OF MY OWN MISERY,
JUST FALL ASLEEP AND GET AWAY WITH DESERTING.

I HATE TO BE THE ONE THAT TELLS YOU THIS BUT,
I THOUGHT I TOLD YOU SO.
I FUCKING TOLD YOU SO.

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released October 11, 2019
Recorded by: Sani Khalid
Mixed by: Gareth Hargreaves
Lyrics by: Vinesh Muniandy
Music by: Trophy Knives
Artwork: Jillian Ong

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Trophy Knives Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia

Trophy Knives is a 4 piece punk rock band from the gutters of Kuala-Lumpur.

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