Is It Burning? Lyrics

You're creeping up

Just creeping up

Slowly to a place

That you were not allowed

You're craspin'

And grasping

My treasure that I hold

Big and brave and bold

But you cannot have it

I wish you could grab it

And bring me to my deathbed

But asteroids and stems

Are roaming round again

In my head a constant grief

We'll get drunk again

And I'll call you my friend

And we'll be swinging punches again

By next week

But is it burning

Is it burning

Oh is it burning

Well I've got the plague

Oh I've got the plague

But I still get laid

Almost everyday

Sweetly sweetening up

And packing on my suitcase

Who to be today

As I roam around the streets

Tryna make ends meet

Maybe get some sleep

Around three or four in the morning

But I'm burning

You can't slow me down

I was born a wheel to be rolling

To be rolling

And I'm burning

Yeah I'm burning

And I'm not sorry

But where's the party

I could really use some whiskey

But is it burning

Is it burning

Oh is it burning