Owen - A Burning Soul lyrics

[Indie music] Father had a burning soul, Go on Drink himself into a hole Nowhere out He wasn't a saint But he wasn't a bad man Father had a burning soul, Go on He could've, should've loved them all One by one He wasn't a saint But he wasn't a bad man And he's defense He never asked to be more Seemed intense to see the world With his eyes closed Oh, I've got a burning soul What now? Old flame of my pray candle Have burned out At my defense, I was raised by a blind man on fire He was praised to lip sync in his church, quiet So, I'm not a saint I'm not a sinner