Get Burned - Joanna Crass, Laura West & Zeper

Been burned and with both feet on the ground I've learned that it's painful comin' down No use runnin' away And there's no time left to stay Now I'm finding out that it's so confusin' No time left and I know I'm losin' Flashed and I think I'm fallin' down Crashed and my ears can't hear a sound No use runnin' away And there's no time left to stay Now I'm finding out that it's so confusin' No time left and I know I'm losin' Now I'm finding out that it's so confusin' No time left and I know I'm losin' Burned and with both feet on the ground I've learned that it's painful comin' down No use runnin' away And there's no time left to stay Now I'm finding out that it's so confusin' No time left and I know I'm losin'

You tell me that I'm crazy Doin' this alone You don't need to save me Oh, how I have grown I am capable of everything you can see But now I want to change Just blow out the candles Oh, little boy, when will you learn? You don't play with fire Unless you wanna get burned, wanna get burned Just blow out the candles Oh, how the tables, they have turned You don't play with fire Unless you wanna get burned, you wanna get burned (Wanna get burned, wanna, wanna get burned) Something's just so crazy Things you'll never know There's always that one "maybe" That keeps stringin' you along Hmm, 'cause I am capable of everything you can see But now I want to change Just blow out the candles Oh, little boy, when will you learn? You don't play with fire Unless you wanna get burned, wanna get burned Blow out the candles Oh, how the tables, they have turned You don't play with fire Unless you wanna get burned, wanna get burned What is that, that I see Floating right in front of me? Lock the door, try to leave But now it's clear to me You didn't blow out the candles Oh, little boy, you never learn You don't play with fire But you're already burned, you're already burned Blow out the candles Oh, little boy, you've never learned You don't play with fire But you're already burned, you're already burned Wanna get burned, wanna, wanna get burned Wanna get burned, wanna, wanna get burned Wanna get burned, wanna, wanna get burned

Burned off in the heat of an afternoon After six weeks straight soaked to the bone I was trembling, wondering could that knob still turn By this ash hand, or would the motion mask the room in a grey winter Does the silence and the sill know When will the wind blow? When will the wind blow? When will it burn off? When will it burn off? When will it burn off? When will it burn off? When will it burn off? When will it burn off? When will it burn off? When will it burn off? Shaken, but couldn't shake it off of me Saw it, cloud of levity You were the nightingale, I was the wretched rail that takes the train away To chase elusive dollar on some breathless day And then it burns off And then it burns off And then it burns off And then it burns off And then it burns off Why does it burn off Why does it burn off I must take a drink before I meet the man I am said to become Intertia's crocodile opens the door and you're eclipsed by the sun Burned off in the heat of an afternoon After six weeks straight soaked to the bone

He was certain So was I There was comfort in her sighs Dreams and ideas should not be the same thing You waited smiling for this Oh, she'd wanted if she knew She could take it I thought too Be careful, be cautious but you just wished harder You waited smiling for this But they love you Over and over They love you Thousands and thousands of eyes Just like mine Aching to find who they are Oh, they love you Oh, You can feel how they love you Coated and warm But that's all they can do Words only get through if they're sharp Oh, how fitting for one so fake Make me a fairy Whatever it takes And just like a tale my dream was a scam You waited smiling for this I am burnt out I smell of smoke It sips through her cracks and so I start to choke Sentences sit in her mouth that are templated You waited smiling for this But they love you Over and over They love you Thousands and thousands of eyes Just like mine Aching to find who they are Oh, they love you Oh, You can feel how they love you Coated and warm But that's all they can do Words only get through if they're sharp Oh maybe I'll talk about it Maybe I'll talk about it I can just talk about it (I can just talk about it) I'll never talk about it (I'll never talk about it) No, I can not talk about it Don't build hope on something broken I am not cartoon Cry for help I am not joking I might just leave soon Don't build hope on something broken I am not cartoon Cry for help I am not joking I might just leave soon

Muchas son las noches Que he pasado solo Sin poderte ver Tan cerca y no te toco Ahora vuelve y mírala, mírala, mírala, mírala Coge todo y tíralo, tíralo, tíralo, tíralo Dámelo todo, todo Déjame sin nada, yo quiero Que me lo des todo, todo Todo, todo Cuando me esforcé y no te alcancé Demasiado lejos te fuiste Ahora que volviste otra vez Te juro que voy a romper Encerrado en mi cuarto pensando en fantasías Viviendo que se cumplía todo lo que decías Es cuestión de tiempo lo se Mírame bien, mírate bien Tú me elevas la mente Me tratas diferente Yo no puedo Tú me das miedo Dónde estabas Que andabas tan perdida Te reclamaba Y tu desaparecías Ahora vuelve y mírala, mírala, mírala, mírala Coge todo y tíralo, tíralo, tíralo, tíralo Dámelo todo, todo Déjame sin nada, yo quiero Que me lo des todo, todo Todo, todo Y aunque me digas no puedo Y aunque me pegue en el suelo Es por mis sueños que vuelo Y a veces rozo mi cielo No voy a entrar en el juego de si tu puedes yo puedo Así que ahórrate el juego Ya no puedo disimular más Voy a hacer realidad tus fantasías Solo tu me prendes mi fuego Y no quiero entrar en tu juego No alcancé la fama cuando te hice mía Y que solo me sentía cuando te escribía Que estaba puesto pa' ti Tira pa la capi Yo sabía que tu volverías Dónde estabas Que andabas tan perdida Te reclamaba Y tu desaparecías Tu desaparecías, eh Mírame, mírame, mírame baby Tíralo, tíralo, tíralo Solo tu me prendes mi fuego Y no quiero entrar en tu juego

Now that the sun have vowed is light And bid the world good night; To the soft bed my body I dispose, But where were shall my soul repose? Mother? Mother? Mother? Mother? Mother? Mother? Mother? Mother? Mother? Mother? Mother? Mother? Mother? Mother? Mother? Mother? Mother? Mother? Mother? She's the anti-mother, mommy is that you? She's the anti-mother, mother, mother is that you? It's Myra Hindley on the cover, Your very own sweet anti-mother. There she is on the pages of The Star, Ain't that just the place you wish you were? Let her rot in hell is what you said, Let her rot, let her starve, you'd see her dead. Let her out but don't forget to tell you where she is, The chance to screw her is a chance you wouldn't miss. Let her suffer, give her pain is the verdict you gave, You just can't wait to piss on her grave. You pretend that you're horrified, make out that you care, But really you wish that you had been there. You say you can't bear the thought of what she did, But you'd do it to her, you'd see her dead. Tell me, what is the difference between her and you? You say that you would kill her, well, what else would you do? Don't you see that violence has no end? Isn't limited by rules? Don't you see as angels preaching you're nothing but the fools? Fools step in, where angels fear to tread, You see, to kill others is the ethic of the dead. She's the anti-mother, mommy is that you? She's the anti-mother, mother, mother is that you? That single mug shot from the past Ensures your fantasy can last and last. It gives you the chance to air your hate Because she got there first, you were too late. Hindleys' crime was to do what others think, Took her anger and her prejudice and pushed it to the brink. Then you goodly christian people, with your sickly mask of love, Would tear that woman limb from limb, you'd never get enough. So you keep the story alive, So you can make yourselves believe, That you are so much better than her. But you aren't, that's YOUR GUILT laying there. She's the anti-mother, mommy is that you? She's the anti-mother, mother, mother is that you? She's the anti-mother, mommy is that you? She's the anti-mother, mother, mother is that you? Mother? Mother? Mother? Mother? Mother? Mother? Mother? Mother? Mother?