Our defenses open,
our motives are shot.
This hush of the hear seems too much to keep.
Its gathered here and weakening me.
Its stealing with fear thats reaching in
and pulling out with every beat
resounding loud and clear, but only to me.
In this confiding pulse
Ill find a way to keep it all confined.
Its reminding me and always surrounding me.
Past pictures will keep me
from being the man I could be.
Burn out and Ill burn now.
Ill care this burden of memory.
A name that lingers on a blank face
can never fill a heart thats sinking fast
and hurting to feel.
Its falling so fast now
to never rise again.
We all burn out.
We all rise and fall.
We all burn now.