Misc Your Songs - Sebastian tusa - i will leave burntown

^CThe smokes burns all my favorite co^Emlors As ^CI go out with a b^Emang ^FDon't know where this r^Goad will go, ^FLost, uncharted a^Gll alone, ^FTo a city, aban^Gdoned, l^Feft to ro^Cam.

^CCity filled with exaspe^Emration, ^CCriminal charges, incar^Emceration, ^FBurning down a ci^Gty to t^Fhe gr^Cound.

Mob cl^Fose behind, oh he^Gre they come Not e^Fven I at^Gtempt to run, Bur^Fning down a c^Gity for fun was ^Amnot t^Ghe t^Fask I ach^Cieved

^CBurnt^Emown U^FSA ^CBurnt^Emown,left in smo^Dmlders, and as I look over my left sho^Fulder and feel not^Ghing but a mig^Craine.

And th^Fen I look to^Gwards the crowd, b^Froken from the ha^Gtred's shroud ^AmI am ove^Grwhelmed and taken u^Gp o^Fn ^Emtheir shou^Clders.

A^Cnd I know now That I must leave the c^Emity ^{C C}That I have called a home I must leave the ci^Emty,^C Go^Codbye, far^Fewell, Sha^Clom ^FOn to a greater pl^Gace I never ^FEven knew ex^Gisted ^FMy lungs are coughing sm^Goke and I a^Fm unass^Cisted.

^CBurnt^Emown U^FSA ^CBurnt^Emown,left in smo^Dmlders, and as I look over my b^Foth my shoulders and see a p^Gart of me I've y^Fet to lose although br^Goken, beaten, a^Fnd abused ^FKeeping track of b^Goth my sides as I l^Fay outside the c^Gity lines,

^FWaking up, tomo^Grrows gone ^FBut the morning has ju^Gst begun ^FSmoking city, bu^Grned to ash, dri^Fving a car s^Get to crash ^{F Em}

bur^Cntown.