I Got Songtext / Lyric

In the night where I live

There's strange force in your kiss oh.

All's divine in desire.



With an ire of philosophy

Burning scrolls in the naked heat

Oh how coy is your little boy. No!



Cause I know it don't read that well. Yeah

I got buried; no it won't be long, before I rise in

I got buried; no it won't be long, yeah






In the night where I live

Your children sway they fuel the kitch.

Raise their glass to soviet cries in the ward

And in shadows.



Outright, in times of old

Fumes are falling, smell them burn

Like always, yes always.

Now here!



Cause I know it don't read that well.

And I know only time will tell, me.

I got buried; no it won't be long before I rise in

I got buried; no it won't be long before I rise in song!

And I know it don't read that well! YEAH!

I got buried; no it won't be long, before I rise in

I got! Oh Buried! Oh no!

Cause I know I got you!