Burn Heart Burn

Burn Heart Burn - Broder Daniel

You spend your days

At a dead end job

Where you just do

What you are told

And you come home

To an empty place

Fall asleep by the TV set

And on the weekend

You get all drunk

Try to escape

Till Monday comes

Why is it so we die just as copies

If it's so we're born originals

So it goes so it lingers

While life is slipping

Through your fingers

And you're counting the days

As it seems

Without goals

And without dreams

Why is it so we die just as copies

If it's so we're born originals

Burn heart burn

Yearn heart yearn

It's so sad it's not a life

It's a storage of a man

And I'm not asking

For an easy time

But I'm asking

For a meaningful life

Why is it so we die just as copies

If it's so we're born originals

Burn heart burn

Learn heart learn

Why is it so we're all replaceables

It's because we're all predictables