Thinking back on the days we spent as kids floods my mind
Clouding memories, feel the pain, say I'm fine
It's like one day you're here, and the next your family's grieving
I can't understand, I'm staring up at the ceiling
Everything is burnt orange
My world has been torn
Ripped away so easily
I can't come to terms
Everything is burnt orange
Never wanted to mourn
A cousin of the same name
Twenty-two years young
Trying to wrap my head around it, you were far too young
Whole life ahead, I'm just hoping to wake up
I swear we walked every block in that small town
PlayStation 2, late nights, just me and you
Everything is burnt orange
My world has been torn
Ripped away so easily
I can't come to terms
Everything is burnt orange
Never wanted to mourn
A cousin of the same name
Twenty-two years young
Wish I'd answered every single call
To fill me in on things back home
1600 miles away
The trips back home far in between
I wish I could call back one last time,
So we could shoot the shit
Everything is burnt orange
My world has been torn
Ripped away so easily
I can't come to terms
Everything is burnt orange
Never wanted to mourn
A cousin of the same name
Twenty-two
Everything is burnt orange
My world has been torn
Ripped away so easily
I can't come to terms
Everything is burnt orange
Never wanted to mourn
A cousin of the same name
Twenty-two years young
Burnt Orange Video (MV)
Performed By: Real Talk
Length: 2:52
Written by: Dylan Slick, Patrick Nadeau, Ruston Fettig, Stephen Cormier, Thomas Jr Wheelock
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Thinking back on the days we spent as kids floods my mind
Clouding memories, feel the pain, say I'm fine
It's like one day you're here, and the next your family's grieving
I can't understand, I'm staring up at the ceiling
Everything is burnt orange
My world has been torn
Ripped away so easily
I can't come to terms
Everything is burnt orange
Never wanted to mourn
A cousin of the same name
Twenty-two years young
Trying to wrap my head around it, you were far too young
Whole life ahead, I'm just hoping to wake up
I swear we walked every block in that small town
PlayStation 2, late nights, just me and you
Everything is burnt orange
My world has been torn
Ripped away so easily
I can't come to terms
Everything is burnt orange
Never wanted to mourn
A cousin of the same name
Twenty-two years young
Wish I'd answered every single call
To fill me in on things back home
1600 miles away
The trips back home far in between
I wish I could call back one last time,
So we could shoot the shit
Everything is burnt orange
My world has been torn
Ripped away so easily
I can't come to terms
Everything is burnt orange
Never wanted to mourn
A cousin of the same name
Twenty-two
Everything is burnt orange
My world has been torn
Ripped away so easily
I can't come to terms
Everything is burnt orange
Never wanted to mourn
A cousin of the same name
Twenty-two years young
Clouding memories, feel the pain, say I'm fine
It's like one day you're here, and the next your family's grieving
I can't understand, I'm staring up at the ceiling
Everything is burnt orange
My world has been torn
Ripped away so easily
I can't come to terms
Everything is burnt orange
Never wanted to mourn
A cousin of the same name
Twenty-two years young
Trying to wrap my head around it, you were far too young
Whole life ahead, I'm just hoping to wake up
I swear we walked every block in that small town
PlayStation 2, late nights, just me and you
Everything is burnt orange
My world has been torn
Ripped away so easily
I can't come to terms
Everything is burnt orange
Never wanted to mourn
A cousin of the same name
Twenty-two years young
Wish I'd answered every single call
To fill me in on things back home
1600 miles away
The trips back home far in between
I wish I could call back one last time,
So we could shoot the shit
Everything is burnt orange
My world has been torn
Ripped away so easily
I can't come to terms
Everything is burnt orange
Never wanted to mourn
A cousin of the same name
Twenty-two
Everything is burnt orange
My world has been torn
Ripped away so easily
I can't come to terms
Everything is burnt orange
Never wanted to mourn
A cousin of the same name
Twenty-two years young
Writer: Dylan Slick, Patrick Nadeau, Ruston Fettig, Stephen Cormier, Thomas Jr Wheelock
Copyright: Lyrics © Songtrust Ave
Copyright: Lyrics © Songtrust Ave