They followed their youth, and where did it get them
Swallowed their pride, then spit them and left them.
Nothing to dangle on their, rear-view mirror, just an
Empty bottle, of 2 week old beer
The tide, well it crushed them, straight to the bone,
They reach for their baggies and pipes, instead of their homes.
It swelled up and swallowed, all of their dreams
The year that it took them, was 2003, ya it was 2003
And theyre, all burnt out
Well the light, its so small, hardly see it at all and its all..
All burnt out, all their thoughts that were dreams, have now torn at the seams, theyre burnt out
—V2—-
Said it was mother, who got up and left him
Little did he know, she had a good intention
He drank all the money, he smoked all the bills
When times got rough, hed be off to the hills.
I bet he didnt know shed be gone to see, what should have happened
Back in 83, oh back in 83 and hes
—chor—
Hes all burnt out.. well the light its so small, hardly see it at all
And hes, all burnt out all his thoughts that were dreams have now torn at the seams, hes burnt out. – into solo All burnt out All burnt out
He was a product, of the Vietnam conflict
Signed up for peace, but war is what got him.
The scars that are there, from the rockets red glare,
In the bottle he stares, thinking back on 63 thinking back on 63..
And hes
—chor— x 2