[Intro]Dust on the case, a marker-pen name.Somebody's brother burned it again.Rain on the window, the bus at the door,Pocket money folded, I'm going once more.
[Verse]Saturday market, the stall by the stairs,A man with a binder and nobody cares.Handwritten titles on silver discs,"Does it run on mine?" "Yeah, it works. Don't ask."Crack in the folder, a readme in caps,Greetings to groups with their names in the scraps.Ten bucks for five games, I count out the change,And carry them home like a secret exchange.
[Chorus]Burned in the summer of two thousand,Hold me like a disc that will not play.Burned in the summer of two thousand,Every scratch is a song of yesterday.Burned in the summer of two thousand,Insert the disc, and take me back to stay.
[Verse]Install bar crawling, the fan starts to hum,Keygen is playing a tune on the drum.Mom calls for dinner, I'm waiting for ten,Press any key, and I'm eleven again.Wrong disc, please insert, the third one's gone,Lost in the drawer where the years move on.The shop has been shuttered, the street has been paved,But the pixels still glow in the dark that I saved.
[Chorus]Burned in the summer of two thousand,Hold me like a disc that will not play.Burned in the summer of two thousand,Every scratch is a song of yesterday.Burned in the summer of two thousand,Insert the disc, and take me back to stay.
[Bridge]Where are you now, the boy with the binder?Where are the friends who traded the, all of them?Error, error, read failed at the end,I would give every level to start once again.One more time, from the beginning,Let the loading bar crawl, I am not afraid of the wait.
[Chorus]Burned in the summer of two thousand,Hold me like a disc that will not play.Burned in the summer of two thousand,Every scratch is a song of yesterday.Burned in the summer of two thousand,Insert the disc, and take me back to stay.