Indian Burn Songtext
von State Lines

Came to me a long, long time ago
You see, we were both 15 on that blacktop burning our feet
Hanging out on that same old street
You were an extension of me
And I to you, but you always did you

It′s just the way we communicate
Feels right and it's all that we′ll ever have
It feels right


It's just the way that you call my name at night
It's just the way that you hold my wrist too tight
It′s like an Indian burn, so red, so ripe
It′s just the way that you call my name at night

I guess you're the constant and I′m the trip
Always getting myself into some weird kind of shit
And I believe, I believe, I believe what you said
But you never really ever put that faith in my head

It's just the way that you call my name at night
It′s just the way that you hold my wrist too tight
It's like an Indian burn, so red, so ripe
It′s just the way that you call my name at night