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• Artiste: Soda Jerk
• Titre: Burnout
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Always worrying, making sure it's clean Longing for the taste of gasolne Running through a field where no sunlight ever grows Digging for the answer that nobody knows Scorched soil marks the path he's dug out with his shoes There's something in his eye that knows he's gonna lose Always being asked why it is he doesn't smile Maybe the only reason is that it's just been a while Summer draws close with death right on its heels He will die just for no one Kaleidoscope eyes don't turn color with the skies Remind me of the smell of the ocean Stench of the flower tainted on his breath No memory of before, no concept of what's next Time runs down the river's turning green Erases all he's done and all he's never seen Basking in the sun of the hottest summer day In the middle of the winter We're racing for the end, white knuckles to the wheel She gets high on all we give her Summer draws close with death right on its heels He will die just for no one Kaleidoscope eyes can't turn color with the skies Remind me of the smell of the ocean