Burnout Lyrics - Why Store

Lucky Lucy 

She's a kind one 

Turned her riches 

Into a million dollar game 

Broke out for the harvest 

Now she sits 

On the corner of West and Main 

Jeremy's a mind reader 

Thinks he can tell 

The tales of a soul 

Burned out on the peace pipe 

Now he thinks 

He's got nowhere to go 

He's for real 

Nobody takes him for granted 

He's for real 

Nobody takes him 

Where he doesn't want to go 

Take it from me 

Take it all eventually 

Take it all 

Take it all from the canvas of my world 

I've got to pace myself 

Before I burnout? yeah 

I've got to pace myself 

Don't wanna burnout 

Lucky Lucy 

She's a kind one 

Turned her riches 

Into a million dollar game 

Broke out for the harvest 

Now she sells 

Down on the corner of West and Main 

She's for real 

Nobody takes her for granted 

She's for real 

Nobody takes her 

Where she doesn't want to go 

Take it from me 

Take it all eventually 

Take it all 

Take it all from the canvas of my world 

Like a forest 

We are all the trees 

Like a forest 

We can fall with ease 

I've got to pace myself 

Before I burnout? yeah 

I've got to pace myself 

Don't wanna burnout 

Don't wanna burnout 

Don't wanna burnout 

Don't wanna burnout