Burn Out

A Split Second

See her walking gently down the street

Watch her slipping swiftly

She knows the whole damn world is watching her

She couldn't give a hoot in hell

She'll never make the frontpage headlines

She knows the story far too well

Burn out

Taking her chances

Burn out

Backward glances

Her hands still sticky from the night before

What's the difference, it's all she's suited for

Dragging the relics of her emotions down the street

Burned out memories from between the sheets

Rien que rêves morcelées

Le désis, les fleurs maladives

Je ném Peux plus

Les gémissements dans les yeux révulsés

La vie dans les biotes D'ennui

La vie dans les boites D'envie