Fuzzquake

I scratch my name in the dust

Watch the gears turn to rust

Heavy heat on the floor

We don't talk anymore

Burn it down to the stone

Leave the marrow and bone (yeah)

Take it all, make it ours

Underneath the cold stars

Fever dreaming in red

Every word that you said

Draw a line in the sand

With a trembling hand

Burn it down to the stone

Leave the marrow and bone

(oh yeah)

Take it all, make it ours

Underneath the cold stars (uh)

Nothing left to defend

This is where we begin

Yeah,

burn it down (burn it

down)