September Burns

Behind my back you sold me out

The master plan must matter more

You scratch my back I claw yours

It's no surprise, September burns

(Spent the months like days )



I believed the things you said

Should've stayed away instead

You lost everything you had

It's no surprise



All the effort gone to waste

Now I see your honest face

Here's a taste of what we lost

What's left to say? Nothing more to say