Burn Notice

Letting it burn I'm taking all I deserve Bodybag under the dirt He won't return Wait for a way off this earth Painting his face on a shirt Counting the curse Hiding the blade in a hearse Witness the way they disperse Sit and observe Whip in reverse No I'm not taking the time to converse Swing for the throat with a razor, watch as they lay on a stage, I'm letting it go You know we come for the throne, he talking down, and now he a ghost Dead in the snow, here for the show No I won't leave here alone Murder they wrote Forever forward and searching for finer things over my tone, wait Let it burn, let it burn Let it burn, let it burn Let it burn, let it burn Let it burn Letting it burn I'm taking all I deserve Bodybag under the dirt He won't return Wait for a way off this earth Painting his face on a shirt Counting the curse Hiding the blade in a hearse Witness the way they disperse Sit and observe Whip in reverse No I'm not taking the time to converse Letting it burn Letting it burn, letting it burn, letting it burn Letting it burn, letting it burn, letting it burn Letting it burn, letting it burn, letting it burn