Entropy - There's Always Money In The Banana Stand lyrics

Make the boot that's planted on your throat Be the bootstrap you use to pull you up Don't tie me down, just tide me for now There's a place in this faith for those who will always doubt If there's grace to your aim Blame will always be the same Fame claims plain The flame is why they came We all soothe in our own ways, but at the end of the day I put your fires out And found I only liked you when you were burning I only like you when you're burning When you're burning When you're burning When you burn