Burning Taste

by Rick Rivera

Genre: Folk

Lyrics

I remember the night I remember the feeling
you gave me once before
there’s a bullet shell on the street
but I don’t mind the leaves
and it feels the same everyday
waking up to desperate hands
I smoke a cigarette to stay alive
and take away all your sins
I take a drink, I drink away
it’s better up there anyway
and it feels the same everyday
waking up to desperate hands
I’m coming home, I’m coming home
coming home to you
floating on the sea, floating on the sea
gonna make my way back to you
floating on the sea, floating on the sea
don’t you forget me

What do you think of this song?

Average rating 0 / 5. Vote count: 0

No votes so far — be the first to rate this song!

Since you liked this song, why not share it with your friends?



Community Responses to Burning Taste