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Burn bridges, burn bridges There are worse things than hurt feelings It's not a hurdle, is it? It's eternal I think These words in a riddle No these words are crystal Nurse a whole drink, to the world that we lived Emerce in the drink Disperse a whole cigarette Traverse the whole city Let the hearse do a skid Work out new things Be further in spirit Burn bridges, burn bridges There are worse things than hurt feelings, literally Turn out this shit, buy the word in a minute I'm the QWERTY keyboard This turgid lickspit You wouldn't confer your sister Perched on ridges You can turn to witching I've been worse off in ditches Burn bridges, burn bridges There are worse things than hurt feelings Burn bridges, burn bridges There are worse things than hurt feelings, literally It's not worth being bitches Not turn on decisions Let's disperse into midnight Then refer back to history (It's not worth being bitches) Internal willing, I won't do dissing It stir up reminisces Burn bridges, burn bridges There are worse things than hurt feelings Burn bridges, burn bridges There are worse things than hurt feelings, literally I learned not to snivel Meet hurt with a giggle Work out the stitches This journal is abridged Observe your pursed lips Cursing this shit Got a nerve even listening Certainly a limit Been cursing your spirit It's been turning me rigid Won't turn to kicking I don't yearn to hit drinks I just yearn to hit things Burn bridges There are worse things than hurt feelings, literally Burn bridges, burn bridges There are worse things than hurt feelings, literally Burn bridges, burn bridges There are worse things than hurt feelings, literally It's not worth being bitches Not turn on decisions Let's disperse into midnight Then refer back to history Woooh-ooooh Burn bridges, burn bridges, burn bridges Then refer back to history It's not worth being bitches Not turn on decisions Let's mercy kill this Burn bridges It's a term of endearment Let's turf out the bins Let's learn not to live with it Who want's a circle of flinchers? A heard of chickens A church on non-religious Burn bridges
Writer(s): Walter Scott Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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