Testo Burning Bridges Freak Kitchen
Feels like my skin doesnât fit me
But itâs one mother of a tan
Barbecued might be the right description
As I walk around in this frying pan
Give me a damn good reason not to worry
Give me a damn good reason
âCos I refuse to sit here on my ass and drown
When we burn our bridges down
Now itâs been a while since I last wrote
The ground has been just as green as before
The yesterday my street turned kinda arctic
Now I canât get out of my front door
Give me a damn good reason not to worry
Give me a damn good reason
âCos I refuse to sit here on my ass and drown
When we burn our bridges down