Third Degree

See myself passing the day
Finding the time just to waste it away again
Not enough time to do the things that I wanted to do for you
But am I forgetting my own

With too many irons on the fire they burn me
Third-degree scars remain, they make us the people we are
And I love the person you are

Breathe it here on my sins
Addicted to me, addicted to me
Breathe it here on my sins
Addicted to me, addicted to mе

Yeah, yeah, yeah, ooh

I feel thе weight in my eyes
I'm seeing red, yeah well there's no surprises
I wanted the power to fly high
To bide all the time that I'd been waiting for you and I
Counting the weeks by the day

With too many irons on the fire they burn me
Third-degree scars remain, they make us the people we are
And I love the person you are

Breathe me here on my sins
Addicted to me, addicted to me
Breathe me here on my sins
Addicted to me, addicted to me

Counting the weeks by the day
With too many irons on the fire they burn me
Third-degree scars remain, they make us the people we are

With too many irons on the fire they burn me
Third-degree scars remain, they make us the people we are

With too many irons on the fire they burn me
Third-degree scars remain, they make us the people we are
And I love the person you are