We were worn dead Down to soulless We were torn from all That we wanted Who makes the rules Breaks the will Takes the pay Speaks astray We were worn cold Down to soulless Maybe I'm burning But I don't mind now The times are trying hard To swallow the will of heart Maybe I'm burning And I don't even mind 'Cause time should be mine No trend will slow me down Cutting edges of inverted circles Run trial and error on the worn dead Guitars are dead Hipsters giving each other head Crap is the new black We all need a break We all need a break Take off your shades Dress off, you're stuck up Take off your shades Dress off, you're stuck up Maybe I'm burning But I don't mind now The times are trying hard To swallow the will of heart Maybe I'm burning And I don't even mind 'Cause time should be mine No trend will slow me down Oh, how the thoughts are old now And they seem so golden, and they seem so golden Oh, how the thoughts are old now But they seem so golden, but they seem so golden Maybe I'm burning But I don't mind now The times are trying hard To swallow the will of heart Maybe I'm burning And I don't even mind 'Cause time should be mine No trend will slow me down Take off your shades Dress off, you're stuck up Take off your shades Dress off, you're stuck up