Burn And Turn - The Higher

Sometimes we feel like we’ve lost our identities

Another stranger keeps looking at us suspiciously

Our body stricken with bruises and our arms are weak

From all the problems, keeping solutions out of reach

We crumble nervously, in need of surgery

A new identity, desperately seeking change

And now this fantasy, becomes reality

Another gallery of people they think are strange

And we try and we try to deny it

To keep from the burn and turn

And we need some inspiration

To keep from going crazy

Sometimes we feel like we’re in prison with no release

Locked in a taxi on (?) and 103

Our beds are made at home where we won’t get any sleep

We feel like zombies feeding our excessive need

Sometimes they’re chemical

Mostly they’re sexual

But never logical, these patterns are hard to change

And all this flattery

Distorts our sanity

We act neurotically, old habits are hard to break

And we try and we try to deny it

To keep from the burn and turn

And we need some inspiration

To keep from going crazy

And we’re lost in translation

Without a place to be

And we try and we try to deny it

To keep from the burn and turn

(oh yeah, to keep from the burn and turn)

We’re lost in translation

Without a place to be

And we try and we try to deny it

To keep from the burn and turn

And we need some inspiration

To keep from going crazy

And we’re lost in translation

Without a place to be

And we try and we try to deny it

To keep from the burn and turn

To keep from the burn and…