Today’s on fire, the sky is bleeding above me, and I am blistered.
I walk these lines of blasphemy, every day…
And still, like a bad star, I’m falling faster down to him,
He’s the only one who knows, what it is to burn
I feel diseased, ¿Is there no sympathy from the sun?
The sky’s still fire, but I am safe in here, from the world outside.
So tell me, ¿What’s the price to pay for glory?
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omfg. finch what it is to burn baby. -___- so done.
These are lyrics to “What it is to Burn” by Finch, except in this version “she” has been changed to “he” and, and “him” has been changed to “her”.
Plagiarism; the act of using another person’s work or ideas without giving credit to that person.
– Merriam-Webster
ya, ppl really need to credit this shit if they write it in a post. gets annoying.