When the sun comes rising like a fire from below And the air makes your eyes dim and it burns in your throat And you're walking in circles but your luck never turns And you know nothing changes Well, some of us just trust and the other ones learn When the truth is like poison and the words make you choke And the sheep get chosen and the wicked ones float And you'll always remember but he never returns And you're lonely forever Well, some of us just rust but the lucky ones burn Some of us just rust but the lucky ones burn Some of us just rust but the lucky ones burn Some of us just rust but the lucky ones burn Some of us just rust but the lucky ones burn Some of us just rust but the lucky ones burn Some of us just rust but the lucky ones burn Some of us just rust but the lucky ones burn Some of us just rust but the lucky ones burn